A warrior maiden

You suddenly spot a sword embedded in the wall.

It seems to be stuck fast, but with one almighty tug the blade comes free.

There is a huge shower of sparks

A hunched figure of an old man, with a long white beard, stands in front of you.

"Oh dear no" he says. "This won't do, you were supposed to be a man"

"I was" you say bitterly.

"But the prophesy requires that a man pull the mighty sword Calibur from the rock and rids these caves of their terrible inhabitants" the old man drones on.

Written by Karen Ford

Silly old fool
"But I am . . or was"

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