ICE Writers' Camp 2009 - First Knight

Kale stood outside the cave and prepared for IT to come. He unsheathed his blade and polished it, its hard steel glistening in the dim morning light. Kale hesitated before he entered the cave, IT would surely be deadly. Kale shook the thought out of his head and entered. Kale walked for several hours until IT approached him. The cave was almost completely dark so Kale could barely make IT’S figure out. IT had horns and very, very long curved claws. IT seemed to have both hair and scales. On IT’S head there was short brown fur. Kale stared at IT, however, the beast spat flame at Kale. He was nearly burned but Kale was resourceful and threw his sword at a stalactite, it fell on the creature and the creature fractured its left claw. Kale brought out his shield, he would have to walk into the beast’s flames to his sword. Kale charged forward with his shield, but the creature was down but not out, it slashed its claw at Kale just as he retrieved his blade. IT’S claw had gone clear through Kale’s stomach. Kale readied his sword and struck IT. The beast fell and Kale removed it’s claw. He walked away, his blood was everywhere, but Kale dragged on. After several hours of walking Kale fell in sunlight, he closed his eyes and died. And thus the dragon wars began.