In Which Sir Norlan Encounters a Surprise
He walked along dark passageways, and through more richly decorated rooms,
but discovered no trace of life. I could live in a place like this. There would be not
a soul to bother me, just my glittering gold and me, The knight thought. After he had
been traveling the maze-like corridors for quite some time, Sir Norlan stumbled upon
a huge, cavernous room- even larger than all the others he had come across. The
ceiling was at least forty feet high, and there was an enormous stained glass window
at the far wall. There were chairs and bits of smashed feasting tables all over the floor,
and Sir Norlan could see why. There was an colossal creature curled on the floor- even
in this cavernous feasting hall there was scarcely room for it. Its chest rose up and down
as if it was sleeping, and Sir Norlan had no intention of waking it. He had read stories about
such creatures, with their gleaming scales like molten gold and fiery breath, but never had
he thought he would one day face such a beast. Sir Norlan could hardly believe it, but he
was now in the presence of one of the most feared creatures of all time- a dragon. He had
expected to face a dragon- but he had never considered how powerfully built and
threatening it might be in person.
The knight pondered for a moment what to do. In a situation as dire as this one, he
contemplated running away- but then he thought of the gold reward. It would be best, then,
he thought, to find the Lady Eleanor and then to run before the dragon wakes. The less
dragon-facing Sir Norlan endured, the better.
After deciding on this, the knight wondered where to look next for the Lady Eleanor. He
was fairly sure that he had scoured all of the palace except for the dragon’s chamber- so
with much trepidation he crept around the edge of the feasting hall. Sir Norlan had just
reached the far wall, and was walking around the dragon’s scaley back leg when he saw
a startling sight.
He walked along dark passageways, and through more richly decorated rooms,
but discovered no trace of life. I could live in a place like this. There would be not
a soul to bother me, just my glittering gold and me, The knight thought. After he had
been traveling the maze-like corridors for quite some time, Sir Norlan stumbled upon
a huge, cavernous room- even larger than all the others he had come across. The
ceiling was at least forty feet high, and there was an enormous stained glass window
at the far wall. There were chairs and bits of smashed feasting tables all over the floor,
and Sir Norlan could see why. There was an colossal creature curled on the floor- even
in this cavernous feasting hall there was scarcely room for it. Its chest rose up and down
as if it was sleeping, and Sir Norlan had no intention of waking it. He had read stories about
such creatures, with their gleaming scales like molten gold and fiery breath, but never had
he thought he would one day face such a beast. Sir Norlan could hardly believe it, but he
was now in the presence of one of the most feared creatures of all time- a dragon. He had
expected to face a dragon- but he had never considered how powerfully built and
threatening it might be in person.
The knight pondered for a moment what to do. In a situation as dire as this one, he
contemplated running away- but then he thought of the gold reward. It would be best, then,
he thought, to find the Lady Eleanor and then to run before the dragon wakes. The less
dragon-facing Sir Norlan endured, the better.
After deciding on this, the knight wondered where to look next for the Lady Eleanor. He
was fairly sure that he had scoured all of the palace except for the dragon’s chamber- so
with much trepidation he crept around the edge of the feasting hall. Sir Norlan had just
reached the far wall, and was walking around the dragon’s scaley back leg when he saw
a startling sight.
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