Aaahhh, it hurts.
Aah, it hurts!
Why????
I didn't deserve to suffer like this!
I'm not a bad boy!
The arrows are stuck deep inside me, the spear in my paw makes me suffer terribly.
It's pulsating, it's kicking ass! It stings! It's burning!
When I bite into it to pull the javelin, I can't do it! My body is shaking in pain and I may faint because it hurts so much.
I can't do anything anymore! I blow a little ice to reduce the pain but with each movement, it cuts me a little more!
Never mind, I'll be mean.
I'm going to go to a church! You'll see!
I took off and headed west and saw a small village and it was Saturday. I was dying of pain, I couldn't take it anymore! It was like a giant jaw that bit me.
I followed the mountainside and saw a small village with a monastery and its church. But I couldn't wait until tomorrow!
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
A priest enters the church, and acolytes rush into it. They have the traditional chasuble so there's no way to miss. But Saturday is wedding day! Yes, there is a mass anyway. I see people entering I am on the mountain and I observe the comings and goings from the edge of the village on the mountainside.
Then, like a haddock, I dive, land and rush to the entrance of the crowded church.!
ROOAAARRRR! I said!
EARTH
SURPRISE
DEVELOPMENT
PANIC
People are stuck in the church again.
And with Romanesque vaults, the windows are small and the walls thick. No escape possible.
The priest calmed the crowd down and spoke. "The Beast of the Apocalypse is among us. Let us pray to the Lord, our time has come."
"STOP!" I shouted.
"I'M NOT YOUR BEAST OF THE APOCALYPSE. I AM A CHRISTIAN AND I AM INJURED.
Watch me drink the holy water! "
Burp!
"HUMAN, I never did anything to you, I just kidnapped a potter to teach me how to cook small pots and the soldiers shot me and I'm wounded."
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"I'M HURT LIKE HELL AND I'M FURIOUS": GROOOAAAAAAR!
GROOOAOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
"Take away those arrows and that spear! And I'll leave!"
"Don't you do it?
I'm staying here until I'm hungry!"
Strong and brave men came and pulled the arrows out of me and I started crying and screaming like a child.
"Excuse me!
Sorry, gentlemen, ahhhhhhhhhh it's painfuuulll !" I shouted.
AAAAAAAAAArgh
"Stoooop aah!
Each arrow shot twisted me with pain, the tissues being inflated and the shape in screw of the crossbow bolts lacerated my flesh with each extraction.
It was like pulling a tooth out without anaesthetizing a child.
The priest was surprised. And asked me my name. I told him that my name was Ivan and that I was born in the north of France in the Belgian tribe.
That we were Christians in my family. And that's how I ended up.
And that Uther was my friend but that he had been poisoned to protect the kingdom.
I cried out for forgiveness for the ceremony and if it continued, I would never have killed anyone anyway, I was in too much pain!
I left right away not to waste any more, but I came back on Monday to see the priest.
He was very scared but less scared. :
"Ivan, run away, they're coming with their arrows." he said to me.
And I shouted at him: "Thank you, Father, Goodbye Padre!"
FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP.
I was relieved and my wounds were already closed.
you bastards!
I went back to my lair and cleaned up. I made my pottery and started playing again!
I made cars, a station, a little train. Chookshookshooks!
I even made a circuit.
Then I made plates and a tagine. It was fun. Too bad no one could see it!
then I tap-danced with wire as an alarm! If some people entered the perimeter, cling cling!
I was alone and I hunted, cooked and spelt but no salt!
I would also have to protect myself against these spears! They're terrible!
Since then, I no longer fly over the cities and I followed Uther's advice: Run away from men.!
There was a small chapel in the mountains and almost no one went there so I went to pray and claim my mother, but something told me that I would never see her again.
That there was a worse truth.
The chapel was on a small promontory that led to a village of about ten houses with a sawmill by the water. Men were pushing boats on the river to carry heavy loads and a towpath had been laid out along the river.
If you climbed the stairs, Celtic stones and ruins from that time were visible. There were 3 round but cylindrical stones with sinuous patterns. The 3 stones evoked the 3 trades: Soldier, Priest or Wise and Craftsmen.
Higher up after the stone stairs carved in the mountain, there was the chapel made entirely of stone and used as a refuge in case of a storm [https://img.wattpad.com/db1726642c784a898795024abe389dc003deb6e6/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f587456455a6457473034426b71673d3d2d3732323639333538342e313539373966626465303333303962623234373435333131343637302e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Higher up after the stone stairs carved in the mountain, there was the chapel made entirely of stone and used as a refuge in case of a storm. From there you could see the whole valley, the flowers, the tall trees and the village, its paddlewheel sawmill and an old castle in ruins from a Bronze Age era.
I observed the comings and goings and saw unusual bags, would it be salt?
I want to know for sure. I rush and hop I'm in the void and I graze the top of the trees and I arrive at the end above the river and I catch the gondolier!
NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh He was thrown to the ground. Under my claws! :
"PITTY" always the same old story!
I shouted: "HO, STOP, I don't care about your bullshit" I shouted!
"Where does the salt come from? It's salt, isn't it?" I shouted more loudly.
"TAKE ALL! But let me live," he shouted!
"WHERE DID IT COME FROM?
GROOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!"
"From where?"
"from the mountain! "he cried!
" WHERE? "Grrr!
"The mine! Please leave me dragon!"
"Why are you afraid?" I said to him!
"You're going to eat me!"
"Stop it! I don't eat humans! I'm a six-year-old human with a dragon body! "
"But!"
"There is no BUT! that counts. Human, you should be more afraid of your lord! He killed more men than all the dragons combined.... Think about it.!
Adios"
FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP, I flew to the mine in any direction. But there must have been a river dock nearby!
So I decided to go up the river, up to the mountain level.
FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP