Just a Story
The crowd was engulfed in details of dragons and wizards battling each other on the high mountains and across seas. The story teller whipped his arms in the air and exclaimed effects and dramatic events. Stumbling back and forth he sang dramatically of the events . Each movement was precise, equal to the excitement and enthusiasm. His face lit up as he hushed his voice. He tip toed towed the front of the stage and as soon as he reached the edge he screamed out in excitement. The dragon had been vanquished , the wizards had saved the town and that they were all going to live happily ever after, at least, until the next dragon showed up.The crowd kept to its feet and cheered the story teller as he bowed and exited the stage.
“What a performance” Clid said smacking the old man on the back “I thought the wizard might actually lose this time”
The old man wiped his forehead and took a gulp of water. “He almost did” he said out of breath. The story teller. The old battered man. He rubbed his hand and put his face into his palms.
Clid laughed “right right, well I am looking forward to the next performance. When will it be? You know I have all those people to entertain. My other acts are not nearly as good as you.” The story teller rose from his hands and looked at Clid. Exhausted, eyes hung in their sockets. His body ached and he could barely keep himself awake.
“It depends on what happens, what is going on. Clid, I keep -“ He closed his mouth. He had explained, but Clid never understood. No one ever understood. “We will see”
“Fantastic, let me know as soon as possible. Any time you want, you got” Clid clapped his hands together “Your the best, you know that ?” Clid got up and left the tent.
As he walked out among the guests a boy with a stack of papers handed them out to the patrons. Clid grabbed one and opened to the front page. It read -
“EASTON ATTACKED BY DRAGON, WIZARDS SAVE THE DAY!”
“oh, how dreadful, glad it all worked out” Clid said rolling the paper under his arm.
Inspired by Story Tellers everywhere