Thursday, March 10, 2005

things he had done was wrong but yet he had no doubt of the things he had done. His brother would never have to know that this journey he was on now happened.

Dawn was on its way and the grunts of James’ stomach could be felt on the horse. Even after passing a load of villages there were no where to eat and yet by the minute his stomach ached. James was very tired during his journey but he would not rest so easily until he had finished his job.

Finally a village that had a decent place to eat and not many people in the village. Thousands of poster saying about James’ killings were all around the street but still James did not notice them. He carried on to the snack tavern. It was not just James that didn’t notice the wanted posters the owner did not realise them either.

A bacon roll was ordered and was paid at two silver coins. Delightfully James sat at an old wooden table. The varnish that was placed on the tables had made the tavern seem darker.

After letting his belly settle James walked out side. His eyes looked around and he headed to the weapons shop. As he walked in bells shimmed and only the man at the counter was in the shop. He did not look up but carried on reading his daily newspaper.

There were several different sections of weapons. Some were different shapes, some different sizes and some different metals.

He walked over to the swords first, then he walked to the bows lastly he looked at the knives. He left the shop not finding anything very interesting.

On the road a man looked at James and then at the wanted posters. James stared at the floor knowing the guy would know. The thirty-year-old had a beard and looked quite sturdy. He pulled out a long sword and screamed a word that made the sword glow cold and making it look icy.

“Hey you! I need you to pay for my rent for the rest of the year!” the person started to walk towards him.

“It wouldn’t be fun if you were the only one to use magic!” said Strakeln shouting the word ‘recoome’. A flame came from his hand as he swiped it across the blade he reached for. The great sword lit on fire and he held it up in front of him. The guy stopped stunned that James could do such a thing. Thinking it was a trick he started to walk towards him once more.

“Only Rey can do that! You can’t possibly do it!” shouted Rey almost in close combat with James. James stood still knowing that this guy had killed three thousand people before for fun. James’ anger was started to show as he looked up and charged at Rey. He brought his flaming sword up and hit the long sword directly letting the ice shatter and the blade break. Rey screamed with anger as James took off both of his hands.

“Now you can’t wield a sword you are no longer a threat!” said James walking away. Another man watching the fight shouted across to James.

“How do you sleep at night?” the face of the person was angry but also scared. James did not look back. He untied his horse mounting onto it and riding to the person.

“I take pills,” whispered James moving along another step to get to the south.

He was closer than ever to the south now. He got another 12miles to go. From his home town he’s travelled about 89miles.

Through the distance the footsteps of the horse could be heard faintly.

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