Monday Monotany Madness: The Disease

The Disease

The disease ran rampant through the fort, leaving none free of its debilitating force. None, that is, except for Victor, the blind prophet. His magical formulas kept him free of the malignant airs that incapacitated the others. The first afflicted was the young prince, however, he recovered quickly, which heartened the beautiful maiden and the clumsy troll who were his keepers. The maiden feared for her own well being, and sure enough, she was the next to be struck down by the disease. Her body grew so hot as to nearly start a fire wherever she lay. The troll, thinking himself immune of the diseases of man, was suddenly struck with a powerful dizziness, as if he had been blasted with a wizard’s hex. Gradually, his body grew hotter and hotter until it too could start fires with simple contact with the objects around him. The fair maiden recovered enough to care for the fair prince once more, but the troll had not recovered fully by the time he had to set upon his work.