terror in the golden wing vikings city in the sky

we  lay long and hard in the  viking kings  room of capture till the red sun rises across our cold dark  window bars.  The horses suddenly jump up when another loud knock echos through our beating hearts.

The silver jumps up and stands beside the creaking door while the knight stand beside his brave body.  I stand with luitent megs behind the horses tails of safety while the door suddenly begins to slowly open.

A large bearded viking holding a big long sword walks inside the kings  golden house of capture while we all stand in complete shock  at his  grinning smile.  The viking then orders us to walk down  the dark corridor while loud bangs  echo from the courtyard of evil. 

We then walk out to the blazing red sky of evil and see  lots  of  viking guards sweating in the morning sun of evil.  All of a sudden the sky suddenly turns black and  strange figures can be seen  circulating over the evil courtyard of the palace. 

The silver prince then looks deep inside the clouds of black  and notices lost of viking creatures with golden wings flying towards our  scared minds of terror.  I stand and hold luitent megs behind the open eyed horses  while the silver prince and his knights gather round us to protect.

At that moment the standing vikings  run back towards the courtyard edge  while the  winged viking begin to swoop for the attack.  The silver prince and his army  try and beat off the flying creatures but get cut  down by the sword swinging creatures of terror. 

We watch  while the evil  winged viking begin to chop off  a few of the silver knights heads with their  flowing swords of destruction.  The silver knight pleads for mercy while the creatures  shove the decapitated heads towards the  walking vikings of terror with ease. 

All of a sudden  luitent megs gets picked up  by a leader of the winged  vikings and taken off into the black night followed by myself  and the brave  horses.  the silver prince and few of his army are then  pounced on by the gold winged  vikings and flown into  the dark air of capture. 

Our body's are flown through the dark air and into the clouds above until we  emerge inside a  nestle of bight white lights.  the golden winged vikings then fly our  scared bodies towards a  bright yellow city  in the sky while the wind blows hard on our  trembling bodies. 

A shocked horse notices the city is becoming even bigger in the distance  while  vikings  flying rocket ships glide past  our  shocked minds of torture.  I hold and comfort luitent megs while the  gold winged army of viking begin to  drop towards the vast city above the clouds. 

written by wayne mockler
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