"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" shouted Wiglaf as he saw Beowulf fall to his knees. The mighty dragon had lashed his invincible tail against Beowulf's body, shattering his bones. Gloating in its victory, the infamous beast bellowed a horrendous roar and came charging at the fallen Beowulf to finish his life. Wiglaf, face covered in tears, turned to the dragon and wailed "I will slay you, wretched beast! I will avenge Beowulf!" He then drew his mighty sword out of its sheath and pointed its flawless steel towards the dragon. He felt his anger erupting in white hot flashes, and promised himself that he would slay his enemy even if it meant sacrificing his own life. For Beowulf thought Wiglaf as he let out a powerful wail and drove his sword deep into the dragon's heart. The sword was completely engulfed by the beast's chest, but the devoted knight continue to press his sword deeper into the wound. Boiling blood spilled everywhere from the center of the dragon's chest. What was once the dragon's golden scales has now become a scarlet cloak that flooded the arena. The terrifying winged beast fell beside Beowulf, as if he was joining Beowulf in his journey of death.
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Wiglaf fighting the dragon. Source. |
Dropping his sword and all defenses, Wiglaf rushed to Beowulf's side and held him close. The loyal friend begged him, "Beowulf, do not close your eyes. Come celebrate the dragon's death with me!" Wiglaf gently cradled Beowulf's head in his palms. "Please, Beowulf. Do not leave me here." Beowulf's eyes fluttered weakly as he opened his eyes to see Wiglaf's scarred face.
"Wiglaf, where is the dragon? Is the kingdom safe?" Beowulf whispered weakly. He coughed more blood and groaned due to the immense amount of pain.
"Yes! The dragon is defeated! We can remove it's scales to make you a golden cloak, Beowulf, to show the entire kingdom your accomplishment!"
"It is not my triumph, Wiglaf. It is yours. You made me proud." Beowulf drew in a sharp breath. He felt himself slipping in and our of consciousness. "Farewell, good Wiglaf, my own true friend... my brother..."
Wiglaf felt Beowulf's blood dripping from scalp, and his struggled breathing coming to a stop.
Bibliography: The Story of Beowulf by Strafford Riggs (1933)
Author's Note: I wrote about Beowulf's last battle with the dragon that was terrorizing his kingdom. His most faithful friend, Wiglaf, was his only ally that stayed with him through the entire battle. It was actually Wiglaf that destroyed the dragon which was surprising to me because I expected Beowulf to kill the dragon. Beowulf did die in Wiglaf's arms, which was really sad when I read the story. I decided to put more dialogue than what the original story had. I couldn't imagine losing someone so close to and to not say a word.