“Castle Tower? Mystery abounds… stories of dragons… stand guard!” said Bear.
“Dragons guard what? Good dragons or bad dragons?
All castle towers or just the one my kingdom key fits? Do I need to tell Amy?”
Bear conversed with a warrior. Few words spoken by the warrior.
Imagination ran wild. Bear’s heart beat increased.
The warrior en-route to another castle. His expertise loaned by Princess Amy to a neighboring kingdom.
“Wait don’t leave. I need to know more,” pleaded Bear.
The warrior turned around on his armored horse. He pointed northward with his sword.
He spurred the horse. Galloped into the forest on Bear’s Path.
Few words and fewer clues. Bear’s curiosity heightened.
Late afternoon already. Dark soon.
Bear marked the direction pointed to by the warrior with branches. He placed a large stone on the branches.
Quick dinner and early to sleep . Rise early for mystery… he’d leave Bear’s Path… bound for the castle tower in the morning.
Boots pulled on… Bear grabbed his hat. Cape thrown over his shoulder… one quick stop to make.
He went downstairs… opened the door. Inside the room he eyed the row of swords… which one for a dragon?
“Which sword do I take? Ouch,” he cut his finger.
“Yes a great sword… sharp! What else do I need?”
His eyes roamed the rows of armaments. Extensive assortment.
“Yes I need practice. Even with super powers I don’t know how to use all of these.”
Later on he’d find Amy and ask her for a practice partner. That made a good excuse to see her… he missed her.
He’d need a torch for light. The castle tower might be dark.
Another massive row… this time torches. Amy’s army had excellent supplies.
There were flints to strike on rocks. Create fire to light the torches.
Turned the corner… he saw colorful shields of all different sizes. Bear could spend hours in this room.
Heavy Metal… No Music!
The sun was high overhead. Time to eat lunch… do it now!
Maybe he’d see Amy. Ask her what she knew about the castle tower.
After lunch he’d go back to the basement. Explore more of the ancient armaments.
The basement… filled with soldiers. Knights who fought dragons.
Bear’s imagination heard knights banging around in metal armor. Fighting over who got the choicest arms… that looked like something for deep sea diving.
That beautiful shield and jousting pole belongs to the fiercest warrior. What else would he choose?
Around the corner on another shelf row after row of metal. Dull metal helmets that needed shining!
When was the last time they were used? Some had colorful designs, others plain, while others the metal was engraved or scrolled.
Metal gloves and shoulder pads scaled like fish. Metal shin guards and axes too!
Finally a one piece metal suit. Sizes large and small enough to fit many men… custom head pieces.
“Bear,” Amy called his name. “I have your practice partner… he’s what you asked for at lunch.
In strode a metal suit. Clank… clank… clank.
In his right hand a jousting pole taller than him. He mumbled something… pulled his helmet up to speak.
“Let’s find you a suit. Then we’ll go next door and find war horses.”
Bear asked, “Do we need all this for the castle tower? I have a key… thought we’d unlock the door first.
Maybe slay a dragon or two with our swords. Your pole looks like we’re spear fishing for dragons.”
The metal suit turned and looked at Amy. His metal helmet fell down… he mumbled again.
He lifted the helmet and spoke, “Amy please introduce me to Bear. Tell him my qualifications.”
“Bear… Sir Edward. He trains all of my men… for all situations… best to be prepared for anything.
“Sir Edward at your disposal Bear,” said Sir Edward. “This is a great day for choosing armor for you.
See the fine armor that has been used by our best knights for years. All of our armies are equipped from this storehouse.
The finest armies in the world dispatched from this castle armory. They were dressed to kill.”
Bear gulped, “Dressed to kill. I just want to conquer some dragons so Amy’s castle tower will be free… the dragons can live elsewhere.”
Sir Edward said, “Bear I’ve heard stories of the tower. There are more than dragons there.
At times there are odd screams. Loud noises too!
I’d be slack in my duty if I didn’t prepare you for the worst. Amy might de-knight me… I’d be shamed forever.
Nothing is ever as it seems. Unfortunate but true.
Simple would be wonderful. However usually more complicated.
Try the weight of this sword. See the beautiful jeweled handle.
“Sir Edward I learned a long time ago. Simple is best… I forgot when I asked Amy for a practice partner.
So I am changing my mind… about practicing with you. When I look at my problems… I normally start with the simplest solution… otherwise I don’t get anywhere.
I don’t know why I have to be like all the other soldiers. After all I am a bear… I can scare others with my roar!
Let me try my way! If it doesn’t work I’ll be back for all this armament… it is beautiful and we’ll practice.
In a side whisper that Sir Edward couldn’t hear. Bear said, “Heavy too! How am I supposed to walk?”
I know you are the best. Only the best work for Amy.
Soon we’ll know the contents of the castle tower. I’ll share the news with you and Amy.
“Yes, I need my backpack… loaded with peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! Of course my water.
Already have my boots and hat. Of course my cape”… he casually threw it over his shoulder.
Best to check out the actual scene first. Worse things could happen… Bear could roar and run!
Scare the dragons. Save his own bear skin!
Feared Castle Tower!
Check list complete. Bear ready to meet the fearsome castle tower… everyone scared of it.
He wasn’t. It’s just another sunny day… great day for a hike to the castle tower.
Up the steps bound by blue walls. Next into the clouds… open the door to the highest castle tower.
In his backpack a ring of skeleton keys. If the door locked… he had keys.
Bear got closer. He heard screams!
Moans! Scream changed pitch… went higher.
Not even close to the castle tower. Noise level increased.
Bear couldn’t turn back. Nobody would call him a coward.
His legs wobbled. His knees!
“If I persist I win. As a man thinketh so is he,” he said to the thin air.
He could see clouds of mist. His breath or was it the mountain air.
Next step. Next step… what will happen Bear?
“Gulp!” He heard his heart beat faster… “thump, thump, thump.”
He turned into the hallway. More stairs after the first door.
Just as his heart was ready to jump out of his chest. Bear saw the castle tower doorway.
“It’s open,” he said. “Screams,” he heard.
The winds played with open windows. Doors drug back and forth across the stone floor.
Bear closed the windows. The doors stopped moving… no more screams… total silence.
Does Bear tell Amy and Sir Edward he killed the dragons? How fancy of a tale does he weave about the battle?
Does Bear act as if he is injured so Amy will hold him in her arms? Will Amy kiss Bear?
BearHugs ’til next weeks fantasy,
Amy & Bear