By Daniel
“For this month, we have lost twenty-five lives, damages will cost well over 1,000 pounds, and the dragon still has not been eliminated,” said the “mayor”.
“Attempts were failed last night and the cost of equipment put us back even further than before. I assume that all or most of you wish to leave Legodas for a better life. Well, your wishes will be granted in about a week. I’ve sent a note to…”
Sir Daniel turned to look at the mountain where the dragon lived. He would stop that dragon if it were the last thing he did (which it very well could be.) As Sir Daniel began walking toward the mountain, he heard George say, “Oh no! I think Sir Daniel is going to try to slay the dragon!”
“He’ll get himself killed!” Bob shrieked. They ran after Sir Daniel and tried to stop him. “Don’t go! I don’t want you to die!”
“That dragon is huge! One man alone can’t stop it. The whole town tried to stop it! Let’s go back to Legodas. We’ll leave and everything will be fine,” George desperately pleaded.
“No it won’t,” Sir Daniel stopped and confronted the two. “When you leave it will follow you, and if not it will attack some other town. This dragon must be stopped,” Sir Daniel replied.
George and Bob stopped to watch the brave knight climb the mountain. They figured that this was the last time they would ever see him, so they headed back to town.
Sir Daniel had a long hike ahead of him, especially with his armor on. He had to keep his armor on though. This trek would take more than a day, and if the dragon spotted him at night without his armor, there was no hope. Although the armor gave him little hope to begin with, he knew one think about the dragon that gave a little hope. It could not breathe fire. Otherwise it would have burnt down the village last night.
As Sir Daniel scaled higher and higher, he noticed that all life forms seemed to be dwindling. It appeared that the dragon drove off any other living thing in the area. Even grass blades began to become scarce.
As the sun began to fade over the mountaintop, Sir Daniel began to set up camp. He had stopped by a lone tree near a cliff he would scale in the morning. The ground was soft by the tree and Sir Daniel began to dig a hole in the ground to sleep in. Once it was deep enough, he crawled into it. Sir Daniel pulled some dirt over himself to camouflage himself. It wasn’t very comfortable, but he was pretty sure the dragon was nocturnal, and Sir Daniel did not want to be spotted in his sleep.
It was completely dark now and even darker in the hold Sir Daniel was trying to sleep in. There was a loud rumble, then suddenly, it seemed the whole cliff was collapsing! A stampede of boulders flew over Sir Daniel’s hold and one large one fell straight in, pinning Sir Daniel on the ground. The rumbling stopped. Chalk from crushed rocks filled the air. It was silent, then…thud! It sounded like giant footsteps. Thud! It was the dragon. How had it known that he was there? Thud! It was getting closer. Sir Daniel tried to reach for his sword, but he couldn’t get to it. Thud! It must be right on top of him now. Sir Daniel remained still and awaited his fate. Silence. Was it waiting for him?
Sir Daniel sat up under the pile of rocks. Sweat was dripping form his forehead and palms. His legs were pinned under the rock, but because of the loose dirt over his legs, he figured he could get them out. Pushing his arms against the rock and pulling with his legs, he managed to free himself. The large rock dropped a few inches causing the rocks to shuffle around. Sir Daniel was going to have to be very cautions. He didn’t know if the dragon was there or not, but Sir Daniel wanted his sword just in case.
Sir Daniel stood up and reached over the big rock to grab his sword. He struggled with it for a while and it finally came out. Climbing on top of the larger rock, he shoved the rock above him up and, momentarily, saw light. However, pushing that rock caused the other rocks to collapse once again, pinning Sir Daniel to the side of the big rock.
