In Denmark once known as southwestern Sweden, a kingdom known as Geatland a tragedy occurred ending with the death of a great king. The tragedy goes like this; a dragon unleashed its fury onto Geatland, the king in his elder mind new he had not long in this world. However, with this time he would deliver the revenge of the Geats onto the dragon. The king’s name was Beowulf. Many know of heroic king, how he showed no fear towards any battle. King Beowulf showed his braveness one last time to defeat the dragon, with the hope that his men would stand once more beside him. Unfortunately, this was not how it played out as his men deserted him. One man, stayed to fight by the side of his king as a loyal kinsman and thane, this man’s name is …show more content…
A young man should not hold such features of age, long gray hairs hung down around his face, as did the here-and-there gray whiskers upon his cheeks and chin. As he sat there was a hunch in his statue, his foot methodically tapping against the floor. Once he looks up, there was a dullness in his eyes, with wrinkles that had settled in well. Clearing my voice, I asked firmly “Shall we begin? Wiglaf looks at me haltingly, but nods seconds later for me to …show more content…
I remember that well as I also had a fire going, as well. But then I could hear screams, rushing out of my house without my coat I ran, and as I ran I realized that it was warm. It was a chilly day so why would it be warm, but as I got closer to the screams I started to cough, I looked up and saw the gray sky, as far as you could see there was gray. I finally reached the screams, I was in the town square. It was chaos. Smoke was everywhere, but so was the fire. The hideous, cruel fire. It took anything and everything within its reach. Family’s stood and watched their houses burn, elders watched their business burn. Odd enough, some were in awe of the orange and red flames, maybe it was their unique beauty that captured the looks. In the end they were still destructive, just as the dragon’s wrath