The Ugly Knight

The Ugly Knight

A story of truth, honor and valor.

In the days of old there once lived a knight, he was not the most handsome in sight, some found him quite ugly and wished he would go, so outside the town... he kept his abode.

He lived in a cave, out by the sea, all by himself, was where he would be. It was lonely at night for this most ugly knight, he would sit by his fire... and keep out of site.

The stars in the heavens, would shine down on him, like diamonds above... he wished he was loved.

The waves of the ocean would lull him to sleep, the singing of whales, out in the deep.

He would hum to himself his favorite song, it made the nights... not seem so long.

The dying fire, the smoke so high, the sparks going up, into the sky. The failing light upon his wall, makes one feel... Oh so small.

While laying there, he was getting quite cold, so he pulled up his blanket, to cover his nose.

Though he was not much, to look at you see... his heart was as gold, as his heroes of old.

One day came a maiden most beautiful and fair, she was the desire of all who lived there.

With beauty and form, and a heart so true, never a friend did she ever make blue.

With a smile as bright, as the sun in the sky, she was the apple of everyone's eye. Like the sun at midday, like children at play, this girl of the dawn... could never go wrong. Her intentions were true, and her heart was right. So off she went... to talk to the knight!

She said to the knight, most ugly of sight, Can you help me please... out of my plight?

The knight said he would help; but if you please, don't look at my face... it's ugly you see.

A dragon has taken my family so dear, I need your help or lose them I fear.

Why come to me, for the help that you need? Are there no knights... more handsome than me?

Though the Knights where I live, are handsome indeed, I fear that their hearts, won't stick to the deed. For many are vain and that I disdain! I need one with heart, that is true to his art, as true as an arrow though he's just a sparrow, to slay this dragon, who lives in the narrows... One night he came by, looking for me; but I was not there, so my family he seized.

Your family he took! In exchange for you, I will smite him this day, it is him I will slay. In the forest primeval, is the dragons lair, I will find him and slay him, for your family I care. I ask nothing in return, but to do a good deed, I will face him with... my mighty steed!"

So off through the forest primeval he rode, this knight on his steed, must carry his load. Make haste my friend, let's pick up the pace, because these folks... are in a bad place.

With the wind in his face, he kept up the pace, he felt like he, was in a race. A dreary day, so fitting indeed... I will bring this dragon to his knees.

He could hear some movement, within the trees, crackling branches and bumbling leaves, it's just my imagination, he thought to himself, better keep going... it was just an elf.

He galloped along, on a leaf covered road, following the stench, of the dragons abode.

As he stood by the cave, so dark and eerie, he called to the dragon, come fight little fairy. You know you are not, all that scary, come fight me today, this day so dreary.

Since everyone knew that dragons hate fairies, he knew he would come... in all his fury.

In the pitch black he saw his eyes so dire, then the sound of his voice like thundering fire. This dragon was mean, as mean as could be, with leather-like wigs, and claws that sting. With horns on his head, like big sharp sickles, many a knight, found himself in a pickle.

His fiery eyes, the most bravest despised, for with them he... could hypnotize.

Who is this, who calls me to fight? Why look at you, you are not such a fright. As ugly a knight, I have never seen, do you really think... you are so keen? Just like your friends, who tried before, I will lay you out, right here on the floor. I will roast you and toast you, do you know what I mean, I will serve you up... with bacon and beans.

To this the knight said, come to me my friend, because of my honor, I will win in the end. For my shield and my sword, are just symbols you see, my armor too, is not all of me. For my heart is pure and my spirit true, with these things I must, defeat you.

You terrorize people, through fire and fear, so come to me now... for your end is near.

Goodbye ugly knight, for fear you I don't, I will win this day, you can't stand in my way.

I will fight you and smite you, right where you stand, so I say to you now... better run while you can.

With a blast from his nostrils, the flames did come, as hot as a furnace ten times and some.

With his shield on the verge of melting you see, the knight pushed forward... on half bent knees.

When the dragon stopped, to take his breath, the knight moved forward, he's put to the test. His scales were as thick, as thundering rain, where ever he struck... he struck all in vain.

The dragon breathed, once more his fire, then he struck with his horns, to fulfill his desire, to smite this knight, so ugly indeed, and capture his prize... the young maiden you see.

Now the knight imagined, he'd be covered in clover, he would die in shame, when it was all over.

But what did he see, before his eyes, but an Achilles heel, oh what a surprise! A crack in a scale, lay before his eyes, a crack in his scale... would be the dragons demise.

He could barely see it, it was just a glint, but just enough to give him a hint.

Into that crack, so little and small, he thrust in his sword, once and for all, and to his surprise and the dragons dismay, our knight somehow... won the day.

With a big howl, so as to wake up an owl, he fell to the ground with a mighty pound, now that was the end of the dragon so scary, the knight was feeling... a little bit weary.

That one little crack, in the dragons armor, was all it took, to bring the knight honor. You see that behind, that crack so small, beat a big black heart, that now has stalled.

So our knight won the day, to the dragons dismay, it was then that the maiden... decided to stay. For it was not his looks, that she seen, but a heart so brave, do you know what I mean. For a heart so true is better than looks, and the people agreed... as some petted his steed.

Come stay with us, the people spouted, we'll build you a house, another one shouted.

Our friend with a heart, can live by the park, he can watch the deers play, until after dark.

So that's what he did, while he watched his kids, they played by the park, until it got dark.

With his maiden so fair, they lived a full life, they watched the kids grow, without any strife. They lived in their house, right by the park, and often they'd stay up... utill long after dark.

Around the fire he would tell his story, with family and friends, all its glory. A long time ago, he would say, but in his heart... it was just yesterday.

So you see that the people we meet on the street, some pretty some ugly, some not so neat. If we look at their hearts, that beat within, we just may see... that they are akin.

Stands with a Roar.