Sir Sean, Guardian of the Valley of Tharuun

There weren't always dragons in the Valley. And yet, here was the brave knight, Sir Sean, staring down the snarling, gnarly beast. With its over sized teeth that wreaked. And its big dumb feet.

“UPON MY TRUSTY STEED, I SHALL MAKE THEE BLEED!” He shouted as he dug his heels into the side of Steve.

REEEEE! Steve wailed in the air kicking his forelimbs in response to the sudden jab of spurs in his side. Budup, budup, budup. Steve took off, galloping headlong towards the giant green serpentine beast that had spilled into the Valley of Tharuun.

“YAWWWW!!!” Sir Sean screamed as Steve jolted forward. The sunlight glinting off the silver and black falcon in the center of Sir Sean’s shield as they sped towards their certain death. The light reflected off the shield shone brightly on the dragon’s face. Watching the light bounce up and down, Sir Sean slowly steadied himself as he caught the rhythm of Steve’s gallop.

“Yes, yes, there it is. HAHAHA!” He said aloud as he got the reflection to concentrate on the beast’s eyes.

“HA! You take that you mean monster! We’re coming to get you! RAAWWW!” He screamed, lowering his lance into position.

As he neared, the dragon suddenly sprung up on its hind legs, began flapping its wings, and spewing its fiery breath all across the field. Sir Sean was helpless as he watched all his cows, pigs, and wheat go up in flames before him. But he knew what he must do.

“I MUST SLAY THIS BEAST AT ALL COSTS!” He screamed as he cleared the last boulder between him and the dragon.

Sniffing the air, he allowed himself one last conscious thought before they collided. Ummmm, it does smell like bacon cheese burgers though, not bad. He thought as he licked his lips.

The clack, clack, clack of plastic on plastic was all Mom heard as she approached the door. Promptly followed by a “EEERRAAUUGGHHH!! POOOSSSHHH! RRAAAAARRR!” Opening the door, she looked down at Sir Sean on the floor, knight in one hand, dragon in the other.

“What are you doing?” She asked, looking down at her son on the floor in the throws of battle. The carnage of plastic pieces strewn about the room let her know all she needed to. “I thought you came in here to clean, so we can watch a movie after dinner?”

“Ugghhhhhhh,” was the only sound Sir Sean could utter in his confusion, “oh, right. Sorry.”

“Well, the burgers and fries are almost ready. So hurry up, if you want to watch a movie,” Mom said as began to close the door. But little did she know that as soon as that door closed, that world no longer existed. And it was back to the Valley of Tharuun. It was back to the battle at hand. Afterall, it was the responsibility of Sir Sean to protect the Valley of Tharuun and its people from harm.

The first blow was mighty and true. The lance had made its way through and through, yet, the dragon’s fire still spewed.

“OH, NO!! WHAT DO WE DO STEVE!” Sir Sean shouted over the roar of the battle .

I don’t know dude. What do you expect me to say, I'm a horse. You want me to shout quick, grab your arrows and fire them at the dragon,while I run in circles around it?

“GREAT IDEA STEVE!!” Sir Sean shouted as he grabbed his bow from the clip on the side of his saddle.

Wait, you heard that? How?

“You're my horse, of course I can hear you in the Valley of Tharuun. Now let’s finish this beast, so we can clean the room!”

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