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Grendel pt. 1

I, I am Beowulf, a god among men
Adventurer of a many exploits, my beginnings touches my ends
My existence started so far away in the dark recesses of a country town
Across an ocean, behind a mountain range, no more than a whelp when found
 
Offered to board a ship, to be fed while learning a trade
Thirty pieces of silver exchanged hands, my parents smiled, and a deal was made
Carted off to the ship, the first that I’d seen the ocean or been away from home
The hard work I was accustom to, but enough to eat wasn’t the norm
 
I learned my duties quickly and excelled, I developed and became an equal within years
One thing that they seemed amazed at was my lack of any fears
But hunger had been my only scare, now as a man I could feed myself
And now with a ship for a home and a crew for a family, there really was nothing left    
 
I sailed the seas and soon a many had heard my name
But the closest that I came to marriage was within a cave among the Danes
For a week a mead wench and I battled as if to the death
On the eighth day I became homesick for the sea and so I up and left
 
For years I sailed and battled monsters among the waves
Word traveled the world that more than a few towns had been saved
While docking in the isles word reached my ears
The Danes said we have the monster of all monsters right over here
 
I was invited to come and try to best a beast that was feast on men
The mead wench rolled across my mind and I hungered to see her again
I arrived and slept on the floors of smoke filled halls waiting for the beast to break in
Sleeping with so many maidens, but none as tight as the mead maiden’s skin
 
But then I heard boards being splintered as doors were ripped from there hinge
What stood in the doorway even made my own men cringe
By grabbing him by the arm, I caught him by surprise
I was the first man to attack him, I could see it in his eyes
 
He fought and twisted until he tore his arm off
I collected my thirty pieces of silver and then gave chase before his trail was lost
Following the blood into a bad neighborhood, I remembered this group of caves
I even remembered the entrance that he entered needing to be saved
 
I entered and there I saw her, my mead maiden swearing to do whatever she could
But I ripped him away from her arms, tearing his throat out as I heard her scream, “you”
Dripping in sweat and blood all seen a little clearer with the rising of the sun
I expected her to say, “my savior, my lover,” but instead she said, “you killed our son”   �
I_IS_ME
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The piece was originally written for a comp but it wasn't entered. We think maybe Blackwolf was hosting it, but it was during our time away. Regardless we wrote several pieces while away we simply...
The piece was originally written for a comp but it wasn't entered. We think maybe Blackwolf was hosting it, but it was during our time away. Regardless we wrote several pieces while away we simply didn't feel like signing in
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