Welcome back! Today we continue with the student versions of Unveiling the Wizards’ Shroud Chapter Three.
I’ve altered the line spacing to make them easier to read on WordPress, otherwise they are exactly as the students wrote them. I’ve copied the files from Adobe to Word to WordPress, so I hope I got the formatting as the authors intended. I take full responsibility for any errors in that regard, and I hope you’ll choose your favorite(s) based on content, not formatting. Please keep track of the ones you like the best. Voting begins September 18!
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Student Versions of Chapter Three
Group 14 Chapter Three
Owen and Cedric were silently walking in the night. Owen, knew that his task was very hard. However he was the only one who could do it, as the king’s son. He had to unveil the most deceptive shroud of magic to save his father and the kingdom, and only he could accomplish this mission. Cedric was walking next to him. Silent as a ghost, fast as a shadow, but Owen could only be delighted that the old magician was by his side. He was a pleasant road companion who never forgot what they were supposed to achieve. However, Cedric was strong and did not want them to stop in their way. And Owen was tired.
“Can we stop, Master Cedric? My legs cannot carry me anymore.”
“Your father won’t take anything anymore if we stop now. Think about the Kingdom.”
Owen did not answer; he knew Cedric was right. He had to save the Crown.
They crossed a small, dark forest. The sunbeams could not go through the thick branches and their leaves. Owen did not know what time it was and where they were. The position of the stars and the shadow of the moon could have helped him, if he could have seen the sky. Owen was weakening.
Suddenly, Cedric straightened. He was looking tense and watchful. Owen, weak and tired, stopped walking. He asked loudly:
“What is the matter, Cedric? Are you gettin’ tired too?”
“Shhhh! Listen!” Cedric answered curtly.
Owen concentrated on the smooth sound of the leaves’ light touch. Then he heard it: footsteps coming from their left.
“Whoever it is, they are coming from the East”, asserted Cedric.
Owen wondered how he knew that, knowing that the sun was invisible. Then he remembered that Cedric was a wizard.
Then they heard voices. They became louder and louder, as the origin of the noise came closer. They did not have time to hide. A massive shadow emerged from the darkness. It was undoubtedly a soldier, with an enormous sword hung from his belt. Then a second soldier appeared, and another one again, then ten others…
Fortunately, Owen was in the shadow of a huge tree. However, Cedric could not hide. And unluckily, the morning seemed to strike. The sun was starting to pierce through the boughs. Now there were hundreds of dirty, stocky men armed to the teeth. Their eyes were a shadow under their prominent foreheads.
They could not miss Cedric. He was in their way.
A very strange thing took place. The army did not seem to notice Cedric. He was standing quietly in a sunbeam. Owen’s heart was beating so loud that he thought the men could hear it. They finally passed their way.
It was as if Cedric had been wrapped in the sun.
“Were you afraid, my dear Owen?” asked the wizard, amused.
“Who were they in the name of God!”
Cedric became serious again.
“I do not have the slightest idea”, he muttered. We will see tomorrow now…We shall sleep. You were right. We can only accomplish the mission if we get to sleep.”
“You, you are very wise, and tomorrow will be another day, full of surprises.”
Come back tomorrow for the final student written story. Don’t forget to vote and check the results. (All links go live at midnight Central Standard Time on the date in parentheses.)
Group 15 (September 17)
Let the voting begin! (September 18)
Unveiling the Wizards’ Shroud: Chapter Three (September 20)
Voting Closes and Winners Announced! (September 25)