Chapter 5:

Chapt'r 4 eight years lat'r

The Sky's limit (Shakespeare version)


anon that gent wast a most wondrous knight. That gent did save the kingdom sev'ral times and wast did grant the royal knight position. T wast a hot evening at which hour his partn'r, dagill hath said “it’s too hot, let’s wend inside” but “it’s our duty to protecteth the kingdom’s gate” that gent answ'r'd “but we’re royal knights!” dagill hath said “well, aye and this is our job” that gent hath said “ugh” dagill hath said “what? dagill has't thee f'rgotten the holidam we hath said at which hour we both did get this job?” that gent hath asked “no” degill hath said “if the kingdom falleth we shall falleth, we shall s'rve the kingdom until the sky crumbles, mine own heart and soul is f'r the king, as i shall protecteth this kingdom” those gents both hath said the holidam togeth'r “then doth thy job” that gent hath said “okay” dagill mutt'r'd. Then those gents hath heard a hurtling “what’s yond?” that gent hath asked “i don’t knoweth but don’t keepeth our guards down” dagill did reply as dagill did finish his sentence a sir in a black suiteth gallop'd a h'rse hath appeared. “hold!” dagill hath said “this is the gate to the windeth kingdom, thee shalt not passeth unless thee has't a p'rmission” that gent hath said “let me passeth thee tiny humans” the myst'rious sir hath said “tiny humans?” dagill hath asked, “we art not tiny!” (actually dagill wast only 3. 5 feet tall) “you wanteth to visage mine own wrath?!” the sir hath said “sir, prithee leaveth,” that gent hath said, but his hands w're shaking. Then the sir just hath walked hence just to cometh backeth five minutes lat'r with an army of monst'rs, “schist!” dagill hath said then that gent hath fallen onto the did grind, “dagill!” that gent hath said and did check dagill’s heart pulse, t wast nothing. Dagill wast gone. “you’ve hath killed mine own friend” that gent hath said “that’s what that gent gets f'r not letting me passeth the gate” the sir answ'r'd “and you’re next” with rage that gent stoodeth up “n-e-v-e-r!”, then as that gent did grab his sw'rd the entire army did jump at that gent. That gent hath killed three gegeines, five cyclops and a packeth of lycaon’s wolves bef're that gent hath fallen down. As monst'rs did surround that gent that gent kneweth t wast the endeth of his life, but that gent still did rush in with his sw'rd. Then a wolf did bite that gent on his shouldst'r and then arachne did bite that gent on his right leggeth, that gent wast palariz'd. Then that gent hath heard a voice “fulminata!” then that gent hath heard a lot of shouting but his mind wasn’t focus'd on yond, “fulminata?” that gent bethought, then his brain automatically did translate the latin language “thund'rbolt twelfth legion?”, aft'r that gent bethought yond lightning bolts cameth flying ev'rywh're, at which hour his eyes ceased blurring that gent did see yond the lightning bolteth hath killed ev'ry monst'r but that gent didn’t receiveth did hurt by the lighteth bolts. The sir wast stunn'd. “you may winneth this timeth dram human, but i shall returneth,” the sir hath said but then “pilum!” the voice did shout again, “throw!” at which hour that gent did look up t wast a raineth of pilum spears, “ugh” the sir hath said and did disappear into a group of black clouds. “are thee well enow?” a guy hath asked but he’d did faint already