I'm the King of the Castle Essay

MORAL: Don’t do things that go against your morals Sterling Silverson stepped through the cold, wet, sticky mud and knocked on the door of the huge stone brick gate that separated King Sparrow's castle from the rest of the kingdom. He waited there for a couple minutes until he could hear hushed arguing past the main gate. First, there was a loud sigh- closely followed by a short, trembling pointy nosed man. He wore a beautiful black cloak with bits of chain mail covering the sleeves and legs for

Then he told you about the different fruits they have here in Hawaii until you got to the castle. When you entered the castle you were greeted by the many people then got directed into the king’s lair. When i enter into the lair, there stands the King, his Queen and his young princess when the King says “ what do you think of my daughter?” I look at the princess say no, thank him for having you and leave to the next flight to africa to look

of Denmark, son of the recently deceased king. His mother, the queen, has married his uncle (his father’s brother) who is now the new king of Denmark. The opening shot

time ago, before I was given the precious golden crown and became the one and only king Arch I was a toiler. The feeling of my pinnacle feels like people are constantly praising me in my royalty. When I was slaving in 1962 king Louis was, well, king. So Louis Jr. was my “master” so to speak, at the time and he has the silver spoon in his mouth since he was born. When the prince started making armour for him to become king, he was the worst of it. He couldn’t take one breath without messing up. After

story, “The Man in the Black Suit” by Stephan King, an old man named Gary retells a story of himself as a nine-year-old boy meeting the devil on the bank of castle stream. In Gary’s disturbing encounter the man in the black suit delivers some horrifying news of his mother to young Gary in efforts to eat him up. In quick haste, Gary gets away and runs into his father who did not accredit the boy’s story at first but later found himself a believer . King uses setting, point of view and language to convey

King Arthur and his knights lived by the standards of showing honor, honesty, valor, and loyalty. In order to be great knights, they would have to live these virtues out. The poem helps categorize each characteristic within Sir Gawain’s story. It shows where he has proven his knightly characteristics as well as where he went against the virtues. In order to understand the standards that the knights were to live by, it is important to know the standards in order to live them out and their meanings

The Deal Once upon a time, King Patrick was drinking, singing and laughing with his fellow friend, King Paul of Greyland. *loud laughing from both King Patrick and King Paul* “Oh, my old friend, Paul, how is your wife doing along with the future heir, what’s his name?” Patrick questioned while being his drunk self forgetting. “Haha, my old friend, his name is Arthur, such a simple name” Paul smirk while drinking his drink. “Arthur and the sword?” Patrick said being silly “Haha, oh Patrick, you

Another Place, Another Time Jack didn’t want to start an outbreak. What eleven-year-old did? He didn’t even want to find The Kingdom. All he wanted was to get away from his babysitter, Susanne. Now his whole town was infected with the Sickness, and it was all his fault. He sat in his room, his back against the locked door, staring at his hands. The hands were the first sign of Sickness. A slimy, black ooze would drip off your fingers, seemingly coming from nowhere. He’d seen it on his mom,

their car. ‘So,’ explained Mariana as they set off. ‘This castle isn’t a major tourist site, but my parents and I used to visit this castle a lot when I was little, just because it’s so beautiful. It’s actually a private home, but they still let people look around. The castle itself dates back to 802, and its “guests and conquerors” include Federico Barbarossa, Federico II, Pius VII and Fernando de’ Medici, not to mention Charlemagne, King of the Franks !’ ‘Really?’ replied Murat with surprise.

Chapter Nineteen Revenge is a Fireball Best Tossed Hot The soon-to-be king crashed through the branches like a wrecking ball. “You’re late,” he said, looking up. His eyes were those of a leopard, yellowish-green with dark vertical slit pupils, and they were not amused. “Good afternoon to you too, sour-puss.” Cotton clicked his clogs together twice. “We would have been here an hour ago if the creepazoid in the silver suit hadn’t held us up.” “Hush, gnome,” his voice boomed, silencing everything