This is a story i wrote for english, i dont know if it's good but at least read it and tell me what you think.
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Grendel’s Story
I am the mightiest warrior of all,
No man, nor beast, can defeat me.
To prove my worth I shall challenge the great Heorot.
This grand and glorious mead-hall,
Shall crumble at the sight of me, and the sound of my name.
For I am Grendel! Master of Humans and Beasts alike.
One morning on the edge of the swans-path,
I saw the glinting of shields and mail, and could hear the clank of metal.
The man-beasts have sent more of their pathetic thanes to try and defeat me.
I hear they call this new scourge of the man-beasts, God’s-soldier,
I cannot stand these man-beasts.
These interlopers are the bane of my existence,
Even so, they are good offerings to my Lord, Lucifer.
I shall plan my attack on the man-beasts,
But before I shall pray to my Lord.
After I prayed to my Lord, I made my plan,
My plan was to attack once they had fallen asleep,
And with the ones I kill I must devour for my Lord.
It is night-fall, and I have watched them from outside their mead-hall,
I have seen their hero and I am undaunted.
I have seen their wassail with their ring-giver, and now they have gone to bed.
But little do they know, I am going to sacrifice them to my Lord.
I can see one of the thanes on lookout, but he has fallen asleep,
He has also fallen victim to my Lord Lucifer,
I devour him easily, before he has a chance to cry for help.
This battle is almost won, now I shall go after their hero- God’s-soldier.
When I come upon this man of men he is sleeping peacefully,
I shall overtake him easily, I reach out to him but he opens his eyes suddenly,
Then all at once he grabs me and overtakes me.
I am in shock and amazement, but I must not let him win,
But then he gets up from where he was laying,
I am struggling, and trying to overtake him,
But he is just too strong.
His thanes try and help him with their swords and armor,
But none of it is any use, I am not able to be hurt by mere weaponry.
But my enemy does not use any weapons, he uses pure strength.
So in desperation I try and pull him off me or escape, but it is of no use,
And then it happened with a sudden burst of strength from my opponent,
My arm, my beautiful arm with the sharpest talons,
Was ripped off of my body, from my shoulder,
The pain seared through my entire body,
as if I had been cut with a thousand white hot daggers.
So bleeding I staggered from the scene, not wanting to die there,
I ran towards the sea, I would not let this man win,
I want anything but to lose from a human,
And as I plunged into the sea, I felt something strange,
Something I have never known,
I believe it is called, Peace.
by The Red Mistress
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