Tower of Heroes
All 20 or 30 of us walked down from the top of the Tower of Heroes. Heroes on the way to dinner. I wore a t-shirt calling myself a patsy. At dinner another complained about my t-shirt. Perhaps he thought the shirt was mocking us all. I immediately grew incredibly angry. I shouted that at least I wasn't a government patsy. Upon making this exclamation I relaxed, laughed the whole thing off, and slapped him on the back indicating he need not fear my wrath.
After dinner I grabbed a large afghan from the booth where we ate and wrapped it around myself like I was a Muslim women. My friend laughed and emulated me. We walked this way back towards the Tower of Heroes, our home. The Tower was only habitable at the top. The rest of the bottom was a steep incline that curved around the inside of the Tower. Upon reaching the bottom of the steep incline I proceeded to climb. Even using the side rails to help pull myself along I was only able to proceed a couple of steps. The steepness of the path seemed unsurpassable. It was not an issue getting down, but getting back up required something more than great effort.
I pulled myself to the side so that others could pass me while I struggled. They might have proceeded a couple steps higher but they soon stopped. The procession up was halted. All the heroes milled around at the bottom of the Tower trying to figure out how to get home for the evening.
The walled city we were in was soon to be under attack. The situation seemed bleak as the city had no standing army. Quickly we gathered the citizens for defense of the city. With all the normal people and heroes out in force we were still sure to be overwhelmed. I was overlooking a squadron of spearmen just inside the city walls. The citizens wanted to flee but we forced them to stand fast. Another hero shouted that the first to turn and flee would be made a slave. We shouted our defiance at the invaders and the citizens rattled their spears.
A large force that I had taken for the heroes primary foe was actually the city's patron saint. He manifested as a large apparition above the city. He revealed the source of his power was the Tower of Heroes. Just as the invaders were about to breach the walls the saint picked up the Tower and hurled it sideways outside the walls of the city. The huge Tower landed and rolled up and down hills away from the city. In it's path it crushed about a third of the enemy force. Perhaps now we would be victorious.
As the enemy started climbing over the wall I called on the archers behind the spearmen to attack.
After dinner I grabbed a large afghan from the booth where we ate and wrapped it around myself like I was a Muslim women. My friend laughed and emulated me. We walked this way back towards the Tower of Heroes, our home. The Tower was only habitable at the top. The rest of the bottom was a steep incline that curved around the inside of the Tower. Upon reaching the bottom of the steep incline I proceeded to climb. Even using the side rails to help pull myself along I was only able to proceed a couple of steps. The steepness of the path seemed unsurpassable. It was not an issue getting down, but getting back up required something more than great effort.
I pulled myself to the side so that others could pass me while I struggled. They might have proceeded a couple steps higher but they soon stopped. The procession up was halted. All the heroes milled around at the bottom of the Tower trying to figure out how to get home for the evening.
The walled city we were in was soon to be under attack. The situation seemed bleak as the city had no standing army. Quickly we gathered the citizens for defense of the city. With all the normal people and heroes out in force we were still sure to be overwhelmed. I was overlooking a squadron of spearmen just inside the city walls. The citizens wanted to flee but we forced them to stand fast. Another hero shouted that the first to turn and flee would be made a slave. We shouted our defiance at the invaders and the citizens rattled their spears.
A large force that I had taken for the heroes primary foe was actually the city's patron saint. He manifested as a large apparition above the city. He revealed the source of his power was the Tower of Heroes. Just as the invaders were about to breach the walls the saint picked up the Tower and hurled it sideways outside the walls of the city. The huge Tower landed and rolled up and down hills away from the city. In it's path it crushed about a third of the enemy force. Perhaps now we would be victorious.
As the enemy started climbing over the wall I called on the archers behind the spearmen to attack.
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