The Endless Mind
A short bit of story I am thinking of continuing.
The Endless Mind
I look at my smithy hammer and sigh, holding it up to the light streaming in from one of the holes in the tent. I can see already that my hammer has little chance of actually harming one of those things. Why the militia is being sent against these beasts as a vanguard, with no knights in sight is a question to me.
I cease my dark thoughts and decide to clean my face over in the washbasin. 'I want to look good as a corpse,' I think darkly as I walk to the small washbasin. I lean over it and look at my face, lean and getting a little stubble. I look into my brown eyes and attempt to swipe my long hair out of my face, succeeding only momentarily. I straighten up and look over the militia camp, and wince at the massacre I am going to face.
"Hey Jack, how long are you gonna mope for?". I hear the voice of my friend, Lance call out. I turn with a forced smile and say, "You do know we are doomed, right?"
"We are, but that doesn't mean you have to mope around. We are marching out soon, the scouts saw the dragons and draconians." He says, looking up at me.
"I hope my apprenticeship with Balg helps." I say as I start walking toward the front lines, the word spreads quickly and soon the whole camp is starting to move.
"That old tree stump? He is a master smith, but he is no great fighter. You are starting to resemble him in girth though." I laugh at the image of me, short and as thick and strong as a old stump.
I look down at my arms. "The training has been making me stronger, but I don't think I'll ever be as strong as Balg."
"Yeah, he looks like a groundling (Dwarf), huh." He laughs a little and shuts up quickly as Balg seems to pass by almost out of nowhere, wearing a scowl that could curdle milk. I chuckle and resume walking. I notice with a notice that I am a few inches taller than most people there.
"I am used to being tall, but this is crazy," I remark. He chuckles at me. " I told you that you were a cross between a troll and a your mum." Seeing the grimace that passes over my face he quickly includes, " Sorry, just forget I said anything."
(Update, not done. Also I want criticism, c'mon feed me!)