There are so many stories of knights saving the day from the horrifying fire blowing dragons. Then the knight meets his beloved princess and goes on living happily ever after. It’s always different authors writing the same old story. BORING! But this story is much different no fairies, or dragons, or even princes and princesses. What can I say it may not even have a happy ending, you never know.
This is a story about two villages and the people that lived there. Every day when the clock ticked twelve all the people in land of Woodland had much laughter, many parties, the best food laid out in the streets and it stretched for miles, and one amazing armed man that was faster than a locomotive and looked over and protected the land. But even with this man’s great mighty strength the king worried as he knew what was coming. There was a very mean and dangerous enemy lurking around. This was the Dark Lord of Drant, his name was Ur and he had his own land not far from Woodland. This land was full of darkness and the people of Drant were strong and mighty. But the land of Woodland had a secret this was also a great advantage, they were not dumb like the dark Lord believed they were, see the people of Woodland believed in God.
Many of the people in Drant made fun of the people in Woodland, they said they were crazy for what they believed. However the people in Drant did not understand the joy that the people of Woodland had. One day Ur declared a war on Woodland “those people need to be taught a lesson” Ur stated. The land of Woodland had to get every person even with just a little bit of talent in the building to train them. Over the next few weeks all the people trained for the war the Drants would wear black armor and the Woodlands would wear white armor. The first village to reach the Goblet at the top the mountain on the East would win the war. The only way the war could end without one village getting the Goblet was if one of the two kings decided to forfeit the war and gave up there village.
The war was on the first month of the year on the twenty third day. The people of Woodland held hands throughout the whole village and prayed to the God of Heaven to protect them. The war would be terrible and many people would be killed, the people in Woodland prayed for protection. All of the soldiers both in Woodland and in Drant ran to get geared up however when they placed there armor on none of the armor fit the soldiers. All of the soldiers ran out anyway and began to shoot there guns although as they shot everyone’s guns began to fall apart. The prayers of Woodland had been heard by their God. The people of Woodland began to cheer and the amazing armed man that was faster than a locomotive ran as fast and as hard as he could to the top of the mountain and grabbed the Goblet. The People of Woodland allowed Drant to keep their land and all held hands in the village and thanked God for his victory because they had trusted and had faith in God, they were kept safe. The people of Drant had seen what God could do and began to learn and trust in God as well. Soon all believed in God and both villages prayed everyday. Both villages had issues and did not live happily ever after but they did have God in there lives to help them through troubles, bad days and sad times. This made life worth living and very satisfying.
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