A Story
I have NO idea why, but i've started to write a story. it might evolve into a play, a book, a bible, i don't know. All I do know is that i'd appreciate feedback. Thank you. Such things as plot twists, character names, etc.. can & most likely will be changed. And if you like it, i'm glad!
No Need For A Title
[Setting] A Dark, Gothic Castle. Amidst a throne room of sorts. The Time is that of the Medivel age, no define year.
{Characters Present} One very alive knight/hero, holding one very dead princess. Another half-dead evil knight/antagonist, sitting on his throne, with a sword through his chest, dying, but not quite ready to give up.
(Actions) Definite actions are denoted by the parenthesis. Other actions are implied, or left to the imagination.
Hero: You. How could you?
Evil: Well, you see, this sword sticking through my back served well to dice your lover, and she didn't seem to mind dying. Why don't you just let her go?
Hero: Let her go? It's not like I loved her. I was hired to rescue her, and you had to kill her!
Evil: Oh, she was asking for it. "Let me go! Let me go!" & "My daddy is a king, he'll come save me, then he'll show you what it's like to be beaten!"
Hero: Really annoying, eh? (Drops princess's head, which makes a hollow THUD on the floor)
Evil: Oh yes, definitely. All she did was whine & moan. Her constant complaining let me to kill her, honestly. I couldn't just let her go, it'd look bad.
Hero: I see. So you deem her slaughter nescessary? Well, I do see your point. And am terribly sorry that I've slain you.
Evil: Well, i'm not dead quite yet, good sir knight. My body my appear to be at a loss for life, but I am still very much alive. That is, if you will help me.
Hero: And how, exactly can i do that? It would take quite a miracle to keep you alive. Magic, perhaps?
Evil: Magic, indeed. I say, if you decide to help me, you will be rewarded handsomely.
Hero: How handsomely?
Evil: I cannot tell you now, but it will be done as soon as i have achieved a full recovery.
Hero: I see. How exactly do i help you then, I am no magician.
Evil: Yes, i know that, fool, but if you were to accomplish a few nominal tasks, you will be granted enormous power. So much power, in fact, that healing my wounds will be mere child's play.
Hero: Yes. That seems all well & good, but how will you manage to stay alive long enough for me to do what you ask of me?
Evil: If you would be so kind as to pull on the rope that hangs on the wall behind me, that too will be revealed. I'd do it myself, but i'm unable to stand at the moment.
Hero: (pulls cord, which in turn rotates a small section of the wall, revealing a set of three display cases. One containing a suit of armor, the second a small pouch, and the third containing a sword, with a blade as black as death itself.) Oh, my.. And what of this? <on to next page>
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