03-02-2009 Bonus Entry

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Saturday night I had a dream which I absolutely enjoyed. At work I realized the dream would be an interesting tale to tell. Below is the first few paragraphs that I have written. The title for this first tale (of two total) is 'Reborn'.

The night was dark and all was calm. Two guards stationed outside the main gate of the castle remained still, as if to induce surprise to any intruder that would come by. The fat one, James, moved slightly, causing the flock of birds to take off suddenly. “Damn it! Cursed armor,” he muttered.

         The guard opposite James stirred, but quickly repositioned himself. “James! The king himself ordered absolute silence, because of you know what. If he knew what you’re doing…”

         James grunted slightly. “Don’t worry about it Carl. What are the chances?”

         The two guards resumed their secretive silence. However momentarily, the time that lapsed between silences proved to be costly. Just inside the gate stood a seemingly invisible dwarf with a very visible dagger inside the clutches of his hand.