Beowulf: A Mix of Pagan and Christian Traditions Essay

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Beowulf: A Story Told in One Mothers Point-of-View

She, Grendels mother, awakens to the faint sound and smell of the things known as men. She has been sleeping down in her dark and dingy cave below the world that is known to men. She has been biding her time, and plotting her revenge against the man that murdered her son. All that she had left in the cold and unforgivable world was her only son. Her only child was the being men despised and called Grendel. She lifts her head from the cold cavern floor, and her ears prick up as she hears a sound in the water beyond the entrance to her lair. She gingerly glides through the muck of a thousand centuries, as naturally as if she had lived all one thousand of them, and all the while she is
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She is grimly pleased to witness his surprise and disgust at his sordid surroundings. She cracks a wicked smile full of razor-sharp teeth as she sees his head turn, and sees his eyes widen in recognition. The man regains his senses and draws his mighty sword. He gives a mighty cry that strikes momentary fear into her breast, and heaves the huge blade at her head. She sees his surprise as his sword inflicts no damage upon her scaly skin. She thinks that he was quite foolish to think that her sons death would not be rightfully avenged. She believes that she will win this battle, and drain this arrogant mortals blood before the day has faded from the sky above them. She is caught off guard when the man drops his sword and seizes her by one mighty shoulder, and forces her to the ground.
Her shock at being temporarily bested is, however, short-lived. Shock is quickly replaced with a hate so deep she can see the fear burning from his eyes for the first time since she caught him unawares outside of her lair. She feels the shift in his foothold as she leaps to her feet and wrestles him with both of her mighty hands. He falls to the cold cavern beneath his feet, and she seizes this opportunity to do justice to the memory of her scorned son. She draws an evil- looking dagger, but in her haste has forgotten about his protective metal body armor. She lets loose an earth-shaking shriek as her thrust is deflected, and he rolls away from under her blade. Her eyes widen, and