I like Bacon

While I'm wakin'

I like beef

Not the leaf

part 2

The knight dreamt a dream that night of many angels coming down to visit him and they put several visions in his head. They said that the persians were coming to overthrow King Alfatso, and what was worse was they were coming with their elephants. Now, everybody hated King Alfatso, but everyone hates Persians twice as much. So, the knight realized his war was not with the fat king anymore, he must make peace with him and unite against the forces of evil... or the persians.

He awoke that morning to the sound of babies crying, and slipped out of bed and headed down the street.

He walked up to King Alfatso's castle and hailed the guards. "Guards!" He said.

"I need to talk to King Alfatso, it is of utmost importance." The guards allowed his entrance and he entered Alfatso's chamber. "King Alfatso," he said as the king eyed him warily, "the persians are coming, with war elephants! I wish you know harm, and i know you know that I know that we must unite against this terrible threat if we are to protect the slummy people of your slums.

"hmmm..." he replied.

"This is terrible news. My scouts have reported similar findings, and the sound of the war elephants horns was heard only a day's march from here. All of a sudden they heard the horns again. "Oh no! the persians are at our gates! fight for me noble knight!"

"I will do that sir and he ran out of the castle to fetch his gear."

In the streets the children cried and the noble knight ran to his pack and got his suit of armor on with the help of a nearby squire. He heard the sounds of the walls of the town tumbling down and heard the mighty footsteps of the War elephants approaching the town. Rushing out, he entered a scene of warriors fighting all over the place in the streets and women and children running around screaming. A Persian wielding a sword tried to overhand cleave the knight, but he was too fast and slashed him in the belly. And so the battle raged like this. With the persians flowing in through the towns gates and warriors battling valiantly on each side. AFter twenty long days of fighting, the war was over, and the persians had raided the town. They had taken King Alfatso, some of his concubines, and left the town burning. The knight was still alive, and he vowed to find King Alfatso and exact revenge on all those who perished.

Shortstorynumerouno

Okay people. I'm just gonna write this story off the top of my head and update it a few times a week or however i deem necessary. Here we go.

In the ancient land of Lardaria sat king Alfatso on his mighty throne. He was an evil king, who was morbidly obese and needed a cane to walk around. He moved suprisingly slow, sometimes staying in the same location for minutes before taking another step. His queen was also as morbidly obese as him, and was hideous. Anyways, he ruled over his kingdom of Lardaria, which was comprised mostly of slums and poor living conditions. The prosperity was poor, almost like King Alfatso's health. Although his people lived in slums, King Alfatso lived in a castle at the top of the Chinquesa mountains. Nobody dared enter his castle, and only his wife and servants entered his throne room. He was a powerful man, and his servants dared not to look at him while walking in his midst. His wife possessed hair that was black and uncombed, and when you looked at her you felt as if you needed to barf. However, even though they were a miserable and wretched king and queen they did visit their townsfolk from time to time and walk amongst the streets. During these apperences people paid them the greatest respect, and bowed and stared at their awesomeness. All was miserable and wretched in the land, until one day a noble knight showed up in the lands...

His name was Sir Gondrid the Brave, and he was a handsome man who had a glowing aura about him. He wore sparkling armor, however he was both shunned and admired by the townsfolk. They feared the oppression King Alfatso has instilled upon them, but in their hearts fluttered a glimmer of hope that he may be the one to rescue them from the horrible situation Alfatso had cast them in.

So, Sir Godrid the Brave hauled his pack with him through the streets of Lardaria, getting sidelooks from all the people, everyone taking notice but failing to approach him. It just so happened that day that King Alfatso was wandering through the streets as well. They walked past eachother in the street, and then suddenly before he knew what was happening King Alfatso kicked Sir Godrid in the leg. Sir Godrid stumbled and fell to the ground, but he managed to regain his balance and draw his sword. he whirled around and struck King Alfatso with all his might, but King Alfatso was ready for him and threw up his cane in protection and deflected the blow. Sir Godrid paused for a moment, to realise just the sheer bulk of this person's torso, but then took a slash at his leg and managed to cut him. Then King Alfatso turned to stone and stopped. Meanwhile, the queen was waiting and forcing people to admire her beauty (or lack of) in the streets. From behind the noble knight the townspeople walked and approached their king as loyal subjects, and patched up his wound. Sir Godrid realised he couldn't hurt the king once he was turned to stone, and sheathed his sword and stepped away. After a long while, Sir Godrid looked back to see him returning to his wife. This isn't over... he thought. And he walked into the inn where he would stay the night...