at worlds end

At world's end

the wind was howling on that cold night. I was so cold down on the stone floor of my jail cell, but as i lay there little did i know something beyond my power to change was happening, something that would change my life forever.

BANG! I slammed into the cell bars, i did it again and again. but then i heard someone “stop that now”  i pulled myself  up off the ground and peered out of the cell to see standing in the hall was an old man in white cloak with a staff  in one hand, he was a wizard! “come on you need to get out of here” said the wizard. “who are you?” i asked “why i’m zarad” the old wizard replied. “ now come with me there is  a matter that we need to discus.

“where are we going zarad, I’ve never seen  this place” I said “just remember the path and you will be alright”.  On and on we walked into the night.  so we arrived at a small house made of old wooden logs. Inside there was a nice warm fire ‘’this will be nice” i through but it was not nice, before long and i mean before like not even an hour had passed when a giant fire breathing dragon came down its started shooting its hot flames at the house, i sprinted out of the flaming house and into the trees. turned around and looked back at the burning house, i couldn’t see the wizard. tears started to run down my face. i took one last look at the burning house, i turned around and walked back into the woods

for hours i walked in that forest  till i came to a big raging river.  alone the water side i could see a whole lot of trees, with out thinking  i run at the tree with all my might, the tree fell down across the river. i slowly  walked onto the fallen down tree across the river. down  below me i could see the  raging river  soon i had got to the other side of the river and i did it just in time because when i got across a big wave came and sent the tree flying into the air. i turned around and continued into the forest. i keep walking till i came to an old broken down kart.

“please help me” mumbled a small voice  behind the kart. i slowly walked around to see where the voice was coming from. there, on the ground was a young boy “who are you” i asked the boy sat up against  a tree and said “my name is Angus jessiman, can you please help me” he asked “how can i help you, i can’t heal a broken leg” i said “i know but the silver sword can, the silver sword lies on  deep depths of the cave of the dead man”Angus said “bye” i yelled as i started to run  into the forest.

after miles of travelling i came to the cave of the dead men. here is the  the silver sword lies here time to go in only to meet the fire breathing dragon that killed the wizard. the dragon lifted its head up up and let  out a huge flame. the flame warped around me i close my eyes and gave up. suddenly i    opened my eyes to finded myself lying in my bed   at home.