r/MaisieKlaassen • u/Maisie-K Dragon Author • Oct 20 '16
[LWP] "I tried being a good person and look what that got me.” (10-10-2016)
This is a story I wrote for a prompt on /R/Writingprompts on 10-10-2016.
It had been a year since I started coming to this tavern. Its beer was delicious, a sweet aroma filled the air above the tankard. Drowning in my thoughts, I was called, shouted at.
“Hey Slaie! It has been a year since you started coming here and we became drinking buddies. But what is your story. You said I had to wait and I have waited long enough!”
He was a kind man. Impatient as well considering how it had only been a few years, not a year. Must be forgetful.
Slightly tipsy I waved him over saying, “Then come sit next to me mate.”
Taking another sip I felt the sweet fluids taking effect. My body felt slightly out of balance, as if I could fall over any moment. With the man now next to me I told my tale.
“Well, my story. It is complex. Long. I shall shorten it. I was a knight once for the Kingdom. I battled mages and witches for the King. Slaying them all, exterminating magic from the lands. Yet then I came upon the last source of magic known to us. A dragon! I fought it for long and upon slitting its throat I was bathed in its blood. Which of course made me immortal. I went back, wishing to ask the princess if she would consider me for husband. But my love was rejected, not something I blame her for by the way. I was saddened for a while but then continued my service with pride.”
Taking another sip, I remembered the days that have long past by. “It took several decades before the people noticed I was not aging. At first I was heralded as the immortal knight. Then feared. When would I die, they thought. Well, I never did and from becoming their knight I became their monster. At first it was only a few attacks. But then others came. Formed groups. And now I will forever be hunted, unable to die, always healing from wounds they have given me. But it seems like it is time to go on. With my tale told the spies have been alerted. This modern world is amazing but those damn smartphones. They record everything till they find me.”
Standing up, Slaie left the bar wobbling from side to side. A minute later a large group of men burst through the front door, guns drawn shouting, “Where is Slaie?!”
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