Dangerous pursuit
I was running straight ahead, rock faces on each side, as
if trying to squeeze me along the tiny
path which in fact was so slim, that a
horse would have had trouble coming through. So how could it be that I was
being pursued by a horse ridden by a grim-looking knight, with a sword which
would have sliced through the tough skin of a crocodile like a kitchen knife
through a watermelon which had been rotting for 3 weeks. Thinking of these
horrible facts kept me running. Suddenly
I came to a clearing with 2 stairways ,
which one should I choose ? I took the right one and
noticed, it was a dead end, so I tried to run back but the knight was closing
in...
Brilliant Felix, what an imagination - I loved your description of the the sword! Keep up the great work.
ReplyDeleteHi Felix,
ReplyDeleteI'm really impressed by this descriptive writing and agree with the previous comment about the sword.
I felt quite panicky as I was reading which just shows how good your writing was!
I wonder if you have written more of this story? If not, I really think you should!
Keep up the good work.
Mrs Radd (Team 100WC)