Fire-breathing death griffins from hell are annoying. Whose idea was it to set those things free? As much as I love animals, I don’t love them enough to become a griffin’s meal. Especially not a fire- breathing death griffin from hell. I hate them. Regular griffins are bad enough.
Anyway, there I was, running for my life, shouting, praying, what you would expect in that scenario. Have you ever stopped to consider how much property damage there is in a griffin attack? I didn’t, but you can’t blame me. I was preoccupied.
Right. Sorry. Off topic.
Griffins.
Running away.
I began to think. Running was great, but it only bought me time. I might as well use that time. I needed something that could hurt the griffins. Something that a fire- breathing death griffin from hell would want to avoid. How about water? Only one problem: how to bring the griffins in contact with the water.
I would love to tell you that I cleverly found a way to trick the griffins to come near me, then quickly and expertly doused them with gallons and gallons of water. It’s not true though. The truth is, a sudden gust of wind blew them off course and they got tangled in a tree. All of them. Over a lake. All I had to do was find an axe and chop the tree down. Easiest monster fight ever. Hardly even deserves a story.
Oh, but I want more such stories! This was fun.
Someday I’ll be browsing the shelves at my local bookstore, and I’ll see a display of the latest bestsellers in the middle of the aisle…and there will be your latest publication, propped up right in the center. Fantasy fiction, young adult maybe?
What do you think?
I like Griffins but FIRE DEATH GRIFFINS FROM HELL! I don’t like them so much, they are annoying though, when you walk out into the street and are attacked by a FIRE BREATHING DEATH GRIFFIN FROM HELL, and then get hit in the face by a fridge thrown from their talons!