I'm telling the story now from my grave. I have been defeated by the mighty Beowulf.
This morning the soldiers think their sorrows are over due to Beowulf ripping off my arm. They get up and follow my blood trail back down to my outcast swamplands. The blood trial stops and my body was not to be found. This makes the soldiers panic. Even from my grave, I still am causing fear!
Tonight my Mother comes goes seek revenge on the death of her only son. She sneaks into Hereot to seek her revenge. She kills one of King Hrothgar most trusted adviser named Aeschere. Beowulf must then go after my mother before she begins to terroize and kill the people like I did. Beowulf tracks her to the swampland and fights her in her underwater lair. The fight goes on and Beowulf starts to struggle. He feels defeated until he spots a giant sword. He uses his unhumanlike strength to lift the sword and kills my mother by a sword sling to the head.
During the travel back to Hereot, Beowulf discovers my corpse near the end of the blood trail. He cuts off the my head and takes it back to King Hrothgar to prove that I am dead. The king and his people rejoice knowing that they are free of me and my terror.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
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