Once upon a time, there was a boy called Gustav Duhr. He lived at the time of the great Vikings ravaged area, killed and looted. Gustav Duhr and his little brother Sigmund Duhr lived in a small village far away called Engjarda. Engjarda lay next to a beautiful cove in the Nordasea. There were flower meadows, forests and abundant wildlife.
It`s a beautiful sunny day in the middle at the end of spring. Trees is green and it smells good of flowers that have sprouted. Gustav and Sigmund have just awakened. They`re about to take on the shoes when they suddenly hear the sound of galloping horses down the hill. There are loud cries for help. The brothers hurried out to see what happens. They see a Viking come riding toward them with a sledgehammer in his hand. Gustav see Sigmund be knocked over, and everything becomes dark. ‘
Gustav wake up by a dog standing over him and drooling. It is Taiga. He gets up and looks around him. The Vikings have swept through the city as naughty and wild animals. People are injured and knocked out, and then he suddenly realize that Sigmund is not there. He looks down where he saw Sigmund was knocked out, but he only sees his brown fur hat.
Gustav`s story:
When I discovered that my brother was taken prisoner I was first filled with despair, who went over to …show more content…
I climbed down again and looked around carefully. Nothing was to be seen. It still hurt in my foot. When I saw after, I saw teeth marks from a monstrous wolf. Strangely enough, it had healed during the night. I felt sharpened and ready, and discovered that all the sounds and smells of the forest had become more intense. I could hear even the smallest mouse that ran across the forest floor. Then it hit me like a lightning bolt! I had heard rumors of the monster in the woods. Could it be true? I held on to become a monster? I had a thousand questions and thoughts. But one thing was for sure, I was going to save my