Excitement

She felt the anticipation roll like champagne bubbles through her skin. It was finally going to happen she smiled so much self-doubt should not belong to one person but it was okay. She readied her self with steel blades and saucy words to hurt those who opposed her. The armor deceptively light and allowed the full commandments of the elements.
Then a mighty adonis told tales that changed her. It was to be more of the same. No one wants to win through forfeit.

Approaching perfection

Ten
is suppose to be perfect something to look forward to simple, easy.
I often wonder about nine- does it feel like a place holder
glanced over because it is so close to perfection
It, too, performs tricks with multiplication and addition
but goes unnoticed