Long ago in Camelot, there was a boy named Drake. Drake was the son of an executioner. One day, a magi was to be executed. Drake went to watch his father. The execution went as usual. That night, all the village heard a yelp. The magi's head was gone. The next day, Drake went to his uncle's blacksmith shop. He helped out till a odd sack rolled to the fence. Drake picked it up, and laid it beside the fire. When his uncle came to check on Drake, he found his body on fire, dead. He looked at the floor, and there was the magi's head. The head was executed, and the magi was officially dead.
