The Knight of Chivalry

Simon woke up from a dream, he was in his new room that he was used to now as he had been sleeping in this place for a month, though the bed wasn’t as good as the beds in the guest room that he had been in before it was now a straw mattress that he slept on but it was clean enough and he would change it every so often. He looked up and out of the window and he saw that it was brightening and so the dawn must come soon and so there was no point in trying to go back to sleep and so he got up and put his clothes on, although he had slept in wool leggings and under a wool blanket and had been warm enough, now he slipped on a wool shirt and some nice leather trousers on and then put his shoes on, he was ready to get his work underway but he didn’t have to leave yet and so he thought back to the dream he had.

This dream was more like a nightmare as he had recalled the plane crash that had brought him to the island, it had go in slow motion and he had seen all his friends faces set in horror as the plane plummeted towards the ocean. Summer was the main face he remembered her beauty and fear and heavy breathing as they went down, the flashing lights changing the colour of her skin, then the other faces, Toby’s, Jack’s, Nathan’s, Olga’s, Jess’s, Joe’s, Felix’s, Marzia’s, Kristen’s, Noelle’s and all the faces of team mongoose, some had more fear on their face than the others. Then the plane hit the water and it faced forwarded through all the events on the beach and through the jungle and discovering this medieval place. The fighting of the knight in the tournament and the month with the guys working here as a squire to the lord and then the new deal for the food which he did and the painful goodbye of all his friends. Now he had been here a month since the others had left and returned to the others on the beach, he hoped they had been rescued by now. He was enjoying his time here, he loved the medieval period and he was living in it now and doing a squires task for a good lord.

            Simon stroked his face, his facial hair was becoming long but not many people in this aged shaved and there were no mirrors and so it was hard to do it without it so he no longer did it and then he felt his hair and that to was longer and curlier than it had been ever been before, it was a nice brown colour, and his skin now was browner as he had been out in the sun a fair bit with his tasks but you could still tell he was white. He was a tall man as well and over the last month his muscles had become more developed as he had done even more heavy lifting with armour and weapons and other things. He looked out the window and there was a glow there, he could tell it was now dawn and the town looked beautiful in this morning light, he like living in the castle and he had to go do his work now for his lord, today was going to be a long day like all the others.