Myth

CHAPTER 1: Sir Crassius

Most summer mornings I would allow myself to sleep in however today was different.
A ray of sunlight had pierced though a flaw in the tiles of our roof leaving behind a burning sensation. I jolted out of my bed and prepared for my first day of training. Today is the day I become of age to select a job in the medieval empire.

My name is William and I've waited for this day for an eternity. As I stand in line to register for my first test of the day, Strength I am very anxious to be competing against my fellow teens. We waited in an armoury with an assortment of both offensive and defensive equipment when suddenly a large male figure armed with a double sided axe burst through the door."I am Sir Crassius and today I will test your might!"exclaimed the iron giant, "Gather your equipment and follow me to the arena!"shouted Sir Crassius.
I swiftly grabbed the studded leather armour,a short sword and a wooden shield.

I stumbled though the corridor filled with the other trainees when I had finally noticed a light at the end of the echoing tunnel we were in the arena of heroes. As I tried my best to contain all the excitement inside I could not help but think of all the tales I've read about dragons and heroes in this very arena.