Memories of a Hero
Josiah Lebowitz
Issue #12 (February 2009)
I was only a baby when I first heard the story. The tale of my grandfather, the hero, the legend…
He was only a child himself when it all began. A young boy, barely old enough to lift a sword… Yet even then his courage was far greater than that of those around him. So it came to pass that this child, this orphan, stole a blade and snuck out when all others were too afraid to leave their homes. Some called it skill, some luck, and others destiny when he returned home, limping and bloody, dragging behind him the head of the beast that had been terrorizing the village. That was the first time he was called hero.
After that they began to treat him differently than before. Some with respect, and some with fear… For how could he be an ordinary child, having single-handedly bested such a foe?
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