Attic Toys by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, Short Stories, Bizarro Fiction
ISBN: 9780615614144
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Publisher: Evil Jester Press
Published: 2012-03-16T00:00:00+00:00

The White Knight

Aric Sundquist

Solomon found the knife in the attic. At first he thought it was a carved wooden stick, but when he gripped the handles and gave a little tug, it separated in half like a katana sword. The writing on the handle looked Japanese, with an intricate dragon etched into the blade. Instantly he knew this wasn’t a normal knife. This knife was used to hunt dragons. This knife was feared.

He closed the chest and jumped onto a rickety chair just as a wave of molten lava jettisoned past him and slammed against the cavern wall. He had to be careful opening up treasure chests out in the open. He might not make it out alive next time. That last blast was too close for comfort.

He hopped to the couch, being careful not to touch the attic floor, and then climbed down the ladder and stood in the kitchen again.

The blade shone like polished glass in the sunlight.

“What do you have there?” his grandma asked. “Looks like a bread knife.”

“It has a dragon on it,” he said.

“A dragon you say? I think your grandfather must have gotten that in the war. It’s very old.”

She knelt down and tested the sharpness of the blade with her fingertip. “I don’t think you could cut through warm butter with that edge. You can keep it, Sol, but only if your dad says it’s okay.”

“It’s okay!” Solomon pleaded.

“But we have to ask your dad first, remember?”

“Okay.”

His grandma kissed his forehead.

Solomon thundered back up the attic steps with his new weapon tucked in his belt, and this time he met Talking Cat, who was nailed to a tree. The cat had patchy brown fur and a top hat and liked to practice voodoo and other strange magic. They were treasure hunting rivals.

“What did you find in that volcano?” the cat asked.

“I found a magic blade,” Solomon declared.

“Really? Does it dance in the air and attack on its own?

“No.”

“Oh. What does it do then?”

“It’s the sharpest blade ever created.”

“So you found the legendary Vorpal blade that beheaded the Jabberwocky?”

“Yes.” Solomon didn’t know what a Jabberwocky was, but it sounded weird, and fierce.

“That’s amazing! So what name are you going by these days?”

“I am called the White Knight,” Solomon said. “I fight for the good guys.”

“Well, my friend, looks like you’re going to need the help of a powerful wizard. A war is coming.”

“I will think about it. Why are you nailed to that tree, Talking Cat?”

“Oh, that. Well, the natives caught me, you see. They don’t like renegade toys looting treasure from their island. And they don’t like little boys, either, so I would be careful if I were you.”

Solomon glanced around the vast jungle. The foliage began growing deeper and everywhere the sounds of exotic birds mingled with tribal drum beats.

“Please help me,” the cat said. “My stuffing is leaking out. Do you have a needle and thread?”

“Are you going to behave if I help you?”

“Yes, I promise.”

Solomon crept up to the cat and tried to push the stuffing back inside the holes, but to no avail.

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