“Maybe you can make one out of Styrofoam or something.†€œWell, it’s too damn heavy,†JJ groused. Here goes a second career down the toilet.
For a moment, I wanted to pummel JJ with the flat of the blade. “Can’t we use a lighter prop? Maybe one that doesn’t break?†€œDamn thing’s too freaking heavy,†he whined. “You idiot! You aren’t supposed to actually hit the stage.†Seventeen extras in horrid rubber goblin suits began to waddle out to the lot, lighting cigarettes, their large costume heads under their arms.
Several of the stagehands chuckled and cast sideways glances my way. €œEverybody take fifteen,†Carl said into his megaphone. The overhead lights came up, and the soundstage appeared, shattering the image of a vengeful King of Rock and Roll and his mighty sword of doom. JJ flung the sword to the ground, sending the goblins into full retreat. Fully one-third of the blade ricocheted toward the goblins, who scattered, squealing.Īctors are so stupid—not supposed to actually hit the stage.
Instead, I watched the sword strike the ferrocrete stage and snap. He swung the sword to drag it across the rocky crag and shower sparks down upon the goblin horde at his feet. With this I cast the goblins from this land.†“I claim this, my birthright: this sword, made from the shattered horn of Memphisto, and handed down to me from my father, and from his father before him. €œI declare this land free from oppression,†he called. The ebony blade he held above his head drank in the light, casting a halo around his upraised hands. Tiny shafts of light sprayed from the crystals adorning his glowing white armor. His pompadour, tall and proud as a cockscomb, blocked the sun, casting his face in shadow. THE WARRIOR KING STOOD ATOP THE HILL, THE LIGHT OF A new dawn cresting behind him. "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title. It is at this moment, when she has lost everything she has prized, that one of the dragons makes their move.Īnd suddenly what was unthinkable becomes all too real.and Sarah will have to decide if she can reject what is safe and become the heroine who is needed to save her world. "I love you." As her life begins to fall apart, first her relationship with Katie, then her job at the movie studio, and finally her blacksmithing career, Sarah hits rock bottom. Could the sword really be magic, as the "dwarf" claims? Are dragons really living among us as shapeshifters?Īnd as if things weren't surreal enough, Sarah's girlfriend Katie breaks out the dreaded phrase. And that's when things start to get weird. One of the extras, who claims to be a dwarf, offers to help. The lead actor breaks Sarah's favorite one-of-a-kind sword, and to avoid reshooting scenes, Sarah agrees to repair the blade. Sarah Beauhall has more on her plate than most twenty-somethings: day job as a blacksmith, night job as a props manager for low-budget movies, and her free time is spent fighting in a medieval re-enactment group.
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