Creative Writing: A Hero's Return

The forest had gone.... and the Witch looked much younger. Audette opened her eyes and had found herself upon a brow of white lilies. The shape of the shrouded old woman seemed changed. Having turned around, and opened her mantle to the tearing gusts, Meliza revealed to the young lady two streams of shinging blackness and smooth white flesh. Audette stopped in her tracks.

Soon after he regained control of the horse, and crossed the bridge the Headless Horseman through his head at him knocking him off the horse. After that all that remained was his hat, a shattered pumpkin, and the horse and saddle, but no Ichabod.

With his pleas falling on deaf ears the monster pulled the man to his feet with one hand, still vice gripped around his neck. With complete inhuman strength the creature proceeded to crush the man's neck, bones giving way under the monstrous strength.

full six feet tall with large bones, and stood a whole head above everyone else of the

Snotnose charges like a bull. Trench yanks the trigger and fires a shard of frozen liquid oxygen square into his chest. A ribbon of blood unfurls from the wound. Snotnose tumbles to the floor.

He decided it was time for the final stand, so whoever was reading his eulogy could state how “brave” he was for trying to defeat this thing standing in his kitchen. As the beast leaped towards him, he summoned all his strength to punch the monster in its bright green eye. It squealed like a cross between a pig and some kind of primate and swung its head backwards, its eye shut and beginning to swell. Sheer relief began to replace the feeling of nausea and nervousness in his body. He looked through the kitchen drawer once again. This time, he made sure to grab a steak knife and as the monster regained its balance, he brought it forward so it stabbed clean through its head. The monster gurgled in pain and let out another squeal before wobbling unsteadily like a car hit it, and finally keeling over, a blank stare in its

Though his stature wasn’t very tall, this small man lived out a fifteen yearlong baseball career with multiple teams creating quite a great name for himself. He started

The text also states... “As the monster barreled passe, i drove the broken horn straight into his side. The bull man roared in agony, he flailed began clawing at his chest, and then disintegrate. (pg 55)

The muscular actoer with a height of 6 feet and 2 inches started his career in the year 1993. His first movie was “Geronimo: An American Legend”. In the same year his next movie released named “Dreamrider”. 1997 was a big year for him as he showcased his talent in two good American movies. One of

From boyhood Saigō was distinguished by his unusual size and physique; as an adult he was almost six

Titus appears to be of average height for a boy in his early teens. However,

After Heracles successfully chopping off the immortal head and blocking it he dipped his arrows in its poisonous blood. Anyone wounded by these arrows would die. Furthermore, he buried the monster’s head in the road between Lerna and Elaeus and placed a big rock over it.

He didn’t see it until the intelligent rakghoul was right on top of him, it was coated in something, something impenetrable, except for just und her chin. Vorzoth wrapped his clawed hands around Jorgan’s neck and slammed him against the wall. He pressed the button on the side of his right gauntlet and ejected the six inch blade from its housing on the back of his wrist and jammed it his into the rakghoul’s jaw. The blade slid in easily, covering Jorgan in green fluid, and the weight of the dead creature jammed his blade into the side of the jawbone. Jorgan staggered as Vorzoth fell to oneside,

Lydia turns her head in the direction of the sound. That's when she sees it, two big yellow eyes, the kind you hear about in folk tales, repetitively blinking at her her through the darkness. Slightly she stands with her bow in one hand and an arrow in another. Once the arrow is properly placed in the bow, she proceeds to pull back the string keeping her right arm dead straight. In a swift movement she releases the string and the arrow flys through air into the darkness of the night. It takes about 0.3 seconds to know if she hit her target. The screams would have been heard throughout the kingdom. But it wasn't enough the beast, wounded ran off into the night. Annoyed at herself Lydia began the chase. She had learnt some tracking skills from her father, luckily it wasn't very hard as there was a puddle of blood leading the

His broad shoulders, combined with a thin build, had him appear much taller than his measured