What the Monster Said

“You’ll get one shot at him. The cathedral is brimming with death. No one has ever made it out. We’re the best the kingdom has to offer, so when we occupy this abomination you pick a good shot, and you give that frog a crown of arrows.” Eric was the king’s best knight, with blue shining eyes and impeccable blond hair. Glenn had always thought he looked a bit like a painting, and resented him for it.

“Yeah, yeah, I got it,” Glenn said, waving his hand impatiently. He didn’t like being told what to do, especially by someone he envied as much as Eric. “I’ll take the shot as soon as I have it. You don’t have to worry.” Glen wasn’t a knight. He had no armor, muscles, or combat skills. He was short and thin as a rake. His skin was filthy from rolling with the hunting dogs…

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