Grendel ': An Excerpt From Beowulf'
Grendel was in the gabled hall where the warriors slept. The only sound coming from the hall was the deep snores of the knights, but soon it would be there cries and lamentation. He strode under the clouds, seeking eagerly, till he came to the wine-hall, the treasure-hall of men seeking Hrothgar’s home. There was fire in his eyes, they were as red as Macintosh apples, freshly picked. So, there I was watching him kill innocent people without a second thought. Of course the ferocious beast had no clue I was watching. He was so engulfed in his evil doings that he wasn’t aware of his surroundings. He ate a warrior full even to his hands and feet before he came to me. I grasped his arm and stood. It was one thing to hear about his terrible doing but it was another to see them happen that close up. That’s a sight a man can only clear out of his memory
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I don’t think he ever encountered such strength. I don’t even remember having such strength but he made me feel an anger I had never felt before. I remember thinking of the speeches I had made that night. If I did not defeat Grendel, I would not only be letting the king and his people down but I would be letting myself down as well so, I kept my firm grip until his fingers broke. He struggled trying desperately to get away. I could see the regret on his face. He was wishing he hadn’t made the trip. Unfortunately for him it was too late to turn back now. As Grendel cried out I was sure the building would begin to collapse. The cry was loud I thought they could hear it for miles. It was like no other sound I had ever heard. I figured it was equal to the cry of a person burning alive. Warriors came to try and help but their attempts failed, as though nothing could penetrate this horrible beast. He seemed immune to the pain from the weapons. However he still couldn’t withstand my grip, the bone-locks of his shoulder gave way, and his sinews sprang out. His time was
I don’t think he ever encountered such strength. I don’t even remember having such strength but he made me feel an anger I had never felt before. I remember thinking of the speeches I had made that night. If I did not defeat Grendel, I would not only be letting the king and his people down but I would be letting myself down as well so, I kept my firm grip until his fingers broke. He struggled trying desperately to get away. I could see the regret on his face. He was wishing he hadn’t made the trip. Unfortunately for him it was too late to turn back now. As Grendel cried out I was sure the building would begin to collapse. The cry was loud I thought they could hear it for miles. It was like no other sound I had ever heard. I figured it was equal to the cry of a person burning alive. Warriors came to try and help but their attempts failed, as though nothing could penetrate this horrible beast. He seemed immune to the pain from the weapons. However he still couldn’t withstand my grip, the bone-locks of his shoulder gave way, and his sinews sprang out. His time was