And begin living my nightmare.
In my dreams. I slay dragons;
But when I awake, they're still there.
Asleep, I am a cunning soldier
Trained with skills that few possess.
But when I wake and I remove my armor
I seem helpless in daily dress.
No, it's not an alter ego
Nor my disguise throughout the day
But, at night, I'm just more fearless
And my thoughts don't go astray.
Last night, I was the apprentice
Who is oft forgotten in Author's tales
We focus more on knights and round tables,
Valiant battles and maiden's wares.
But standing nearby in the limelight
Quickly attending to my teacher's needs
I was allowed to experience galantry
From my wood carved, uncushioned seat.
When the knights concluded planning
And rose from assigned seats
I was told the things to pack hastily
As they might fulfill my teacher's needs.
I was told I'd be the steward
Left behind to maintain things
As my teacher and his companions
Went on an adventure for the King.
This was quite an undertaking
For an apprentice with big eyes,
I was excited, scared, and a little curious
As my stomach filled with butterflies.
I watched from a high window
As the knights galantly departed
And just as they blended into the horizon
It was then that my adventure started.
Firstly, I scanned through potions,
Then, exotic herbs and spices,
Then a forbidden book of spells
Brimming with curses; some not so nice.
But then, I stumbled into a hidden room
When a door opened by the shelf
Scared, but fearless, I decided
To have an adventure for myself.
The smell of brimstone opened my nostrils
And the gem-lined wall danced in my eyes
But then I saw a sight so frightful
That I found myself paralyzed.
Part II coming soon