Rochele: A Narrative Fiction

“Would you like something to eat, Wulfric?” Rochelle asked and I heard the clatter of a metal pan. I rubbed my eyes and I sat against the large wood log. “Are you sure that you can cook, Rochelle?” I asked and Rochelle furiously scowled at me. “Yes, I can cook, Wulfric, thanks for asking!” she said and poured soup into a large wooden bowl. “How did you get the gold coins to buy the soup, Rochelle?” I asked and the smell of soup lingered in the air. “I got them for free, Wulfric!” she explained and then handed the bowl over to me. I took it gratefully and I thanked er. “How did you get it for free, Rochelle” I asked and swallowed a mouthful of steaming hot soup. “I'm pregnant, aren't I, Wulfric?” she replied and grinned mischievously …show more content…

I don't know what it was. I fell against the wall and I still could feel the ground shaking. I held onto the lantern and the flames flickered madly. I trembled and Rochelle could see it. “Are you cold, Wulfric?” she asked and I could only nod my trembling head. Rochelle stood up and we heard the wind roar. “Do you think it is the wind, Rochelle?” I asked. “When has the wind ever sounded like that, Wulfric?” she asked and a sense of fear tugged at me. I rushed up the ladder and stood on the castle wall. I gasped and my eyes couldn’t believe it. I had my hand on the wall and the roar of the enormous monster greeted me. “Do you believe in dragons, Rochelle?” I asked and I could feel my heart hammering loudly in my throat. “Dragons?” she repeated and the loud roar of the dragon echoed across the stone walls. I held onto my wand, it shook in my hand and my weapon soothed me. Without thinking, I flung myself against the wall as the dragon roared loudly. “What are we going to do, Wulfric?” Rochelle asked me and her blue eyes were clouded with fear. “How am I supposed to know?” I asked and I peered over the stone wall. I heard the loud scatter of footsteps and arrows …show more content…

It had a thick and large body, on the end of its tail was a hook-like extension. It had a long and powerful limbs, each foot was massive and I could see two large wings flapping madly with the gust of wind. Faintly, I could see four rows of bony plates, plates that ran down its back and this dragon had a narrow-shaped head. Swallowing hard, I saw it had nostrils that were close together. A mane of bony spikes sprouted from the back of its neck. It winked at me, glimmering and golden eyes. A single horn projected from its chin. Loudly, nostrils flared lout and smoke billowed in the cold