by N.D. Bailey
Meanwhile Pip, wet and muddy, trotted jubilantly down the path, his feet and sandals now covered in mud.
“Now I’ll be the best knight in all the Land of Shalahem. Everyone will hear of me.”
All the while the two nomeds watched as Pip carried the sword down Shilly Shally Ford and continued his jubilant song.
For this is the pledge and the song of the knight:
To walk with integrity in the kingdom of the light.
Standing for the truth, and doing what’s right,
When our kingdom is threatened, we fight, fight, fight.
Like fool’s gold in a scholar’s pocket, Pip clutched the sword close to his chest in complete awareness of the atrocious tales associated with the sword. He refused, however, to believe the sword to be anything less than a spectacular find.
