Beowulf

Slayt: 1
A powerful monster, living down in the darkness, growled in pain, impatient as day after day the music rang loud in that hall.
Slayt: 2
The Almighty made the most beautiful things of all times. The ocean, the trees, the sun, and the sky.
,The harp's rejoicing call and the poet's clear songs, sung of the ancient beginnings of us all, recalling the Almighty making the earth, shaping these beautiful plains marked off by the oceans; then proudly setting the sun and moon to glow across the land and light it; the corners of the earth were made lovely with trees and leaves, made quick with life, with each of the nations who now move on its face.
Slayt: 3
ZZZZzzzzz......*Snoring*
Then, when darkness had dropped, Grendel Went up to Herot, wondering what the warriors Would do in that hall when their drinking was done. He found them sprawled in sleep, suspecting Nothing, their dreams undisturbed. The monster's Thoughts were as quick as his greed or his claws: He slipped through the door and there in the silence Snatched up thirty men, smashed them Unknowing in their beds and ran out with their bodies,

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