A Tale of Adventure, Chapter 4

Zira was a tough rat. She had to be, to live in the dungeons of Lord Sinister. Even so, she felt sorry for the new prisoners, who were treated ten times worse than the others. She leaped up to their cage. "Hey." she said, "How's it going?" The boy started, but Gatreng replied as if a talking rat were something he saw every day, "Not bad, we're just trapped in a dungeon." "Ah, and here lies the problem," the rat said sarcastically. "By the way, I'm Zira. Who're you?"  "I'm Gatreng, but you can call me Gatry." "And I'm Paul." the boy squeaked. "Hi, Zira." "Listen, I'd love to just talk," Zira said, "But we've gotta get out of here." Paul gaped. "You mean...you...will free us?" he finally managed. "Thanks, Zira." Gatry said. "You won't regret this."

My experiences in Montana

Last Wednesday night, my family and I packed up and went to the train station. We left the station at 11:00, and arrived in Havre, Montana at 3:30 on Thursday afternoon. We were welcomed warmly by Daniel and Katie, my cousins, and Thomas, my uncle. We drove to their house above the town and were greeted very enthusiastically by their dog Leia.Then my aunt Dee got there. During the next few days, we herded about 120 cows, and branded about 50. We played with Play-Doh with Daniel (who is 3). We even went to a restaurant called the Grateful Bread. We came back to Minneapolis today, just in time for (gulp) school.

Chapter 3

Gatry smiled at Paul nonchalantly. "You got captured?!" the boy gasped, "I thought no one could arrest citizens without proof? Well, I know they're already lawbreakers, but won't this cause suspicion?" "Oh, I'm not a citizen of Thyrania anymore." Gatry remarked."I got banished for not showing patriotism. And," the hero glowered,"those cowardly worms stole my battle-axe!!!" A goblin guard walked up, carrying a pail. "Breakfast!" he cackled, sloshing foul smelling porridge all over the two friends."What's this, Wergoid puke?!" said Paul, wrinkling his nose."Better eat up, matey," advised Gatry, scraping porridge off his arms and face and using his hands as a bowl to eat the disgusting slop."I'm not planning to stay in this cage for long, and if you're coming with me, you have to keep your strength up." The boy's thin face suddenly shone with hope. "Oh, you do have a plan. I was getting worried there." And with those words, he fell asleep.

A Tale of Adventure, Chapter 2

"My Lord" said a deep, guttural voice "We have captured the hero." A muscular goblin wielding a sword stepped out of the shadows. "Excellent." said the man on the throne. He had a long, thin staff with a ruby on one end. "If Gatreng were to give away the location of my lair, all my work would be -" A sudden noise stopped his speech, which the goblin had heard many times. "Ah, and what have we here?" The magic staff flashed, and a column of flame lashed out into the secret passage leading to the underground chamber. The fiery hand retracted, this time holding an indignant boy of about 12. "Unhand me at once, you inhuman fiend!" spat the boy defiantly. "Oh, Paul." said Lord Sinister "You really must stop trying to escape! I mean, you never do get away!" The youth was dragged off, despite raging attempts to get at Sinister, and thrown into a gloomy dungeon in a cage next to-"Hey, kid." said Gatry.