The Key - By Bielauchai 

Once, in a dark and eerily quiet night, there was a mysterious castle with guards at the front gate. Everybody was wondering who or what was inside the castle. It was an evil wizard who loves playing with magic.

He was planning to go somewhere, so he left his spell box locked hard to the point where nothing could open it but his key. He went upstairs to get his powerful magic dragon to go to learn some new magic powers until he saw a troop of royal recruits raging and storming to get through the front gate. The evil wizard was seriously terrified. 

“There is no way I am beating them without my amazing and important spell.”  So, he rushed back to the castle, ringing the bell to tell the guards the recruits were coming. The guards opened fire with their bows shooting arrows, but the recruits had strong and tough shields. 

The evil wizard shuttered the doors as he was nervous and scared. He was trying to get his spell, but he couldn’t find his key. He started running across the whole castle searching for his key. 

The royal recruits were banging on the old, creaky, wooden door. He was terrified, then he heard a noise near him that sounded strong and metallic. He smirked saying, “I found my key!”

He rushed back downstairs, opened the safe to the spell and laughed out loud while he was covering every door in his house with huge, strong and spiky stones. He did not leave a single gap. Behind, the royal recruits were seriously exhausted. They quit gritting their teeth and they left the wizard’s castle. The wizard laughed out loud knowing they’ll never come back. 

So, he went to his humongous bedroom and took a nap.