My hands tremble after an hour of persistent climbing. The stalk seemed to have no end. The farther I climb, the farther the top seems to get. I could only see what I assume to be the top of the giant plant, piercing through a sea of clouds so far up above.A strong wind blows against me, rattling my ropes and causing my hair to whip behind me. I hold fast, digging my knife into the thick stalk. My shirt is paper thin against the harshness of the elements up here, but I can only grit my teeth and continue.Up here, the wind is unrestricted and strong enough to knock one off any footholds. I do not intend to let that happen, anyway.The wind eventually dies down, and I let out a tired breath, continuing the torturous and hazardous climb. My fingers are bright red and raw from gripping tightly at the knife and ropes. I have tied the knife tightly to my arm with the ropes, so it does not fall back down to the ground if my hold slips.My toes burned from gripping on to precarious grooves

Three days.Three days to break the thick sheet of clouds hovering around the top of the giant plant like a mist. We persist through the fog like mad men, losing the strength to even talk.Every breath is precious in the thin air, and every step higher, drains our strengths faster than our barely existent food supply can replenish. Despite our strict rationing of hard bread and stale water, there is nothing left in our satchels."Ah! I can barely feel my back anymore!"It is Sir Berret who exclaims, his voice hoarse with exhaustion.I glance sideways at him, barely seeing him through the fog. I croak back,"I can't feel mine either. Only the pain in my fingers guide me. I reckon if I take my gloves off and see the state of my fingers, I would definitely faint and lose my balance."Sir Victor let out an exhausted wheeze that he probably intends to be laughter."Look on the bright side, lads. We are about to break the clouds. Look up!"I look up and a relieved smile stretch my parched l

Exactly how large is this castle? We have not reached the kitchen yet, how much farther can it get?"Sir Berret mutters, rubbing in his sunken belly through his threadbare shirt. The knights are leading us to the kitchen to be fed, according to the orders of the princess, and I find myself ever grateful to her.Without her intervention and insistence, we three would be dead men by now.Sir Victor says in a low tone,"At least we know we are finally going to eat good food after starving for a day or two."I smile at them both,"They will treat us to a feast. Nothing like the treacherous stale bread we had coming up here. In a castle filled with gold like this one, food and game must be in abundance. We will feast on food far better than anything we can find back in our kingdom. The princess will make sure of it."My own stomach growls as I speak and salivate over the food I had not even set my eyes on yet. Only the thought of putting something warm and tasty in my mouth, and filling my

I feel the ground rumble and shake as the loud thumping sounds appeared closer and clearer to Victor, Barrett and me. Even though I had string knights like them by my side, It didn’t help to calm my nerves. Not one bit. My mouth drops down in utter shock, leaving me speechless as my eyes bulged staring at the ugly creature Infront of me. Ugly, is even infact putting it politely. They didn’t look like regular people as it seemed to have extra sets of arms and legs. Plus, they didn’t look friendly.It was my first time seeing such an enormous creature, like it was the height of 10 men. The sight of it alone was enough to intimidate anyone that dared to challenge it. It’s bottom jaw hanged low and as it opened it’s mouth to let out a growl, long, sharp, visible fangs could be seen at either sides of it’s crooked jarred teeth. I stumble to the ground, not knowing when my legs even gave out as I started squirming and shifting backwards, my fear getting the best of me as I soon found m

The following morning, I wake up with a rough push against my shoulder. I open my eyes to see that it was Sir Barrett. “Ye sleep like a log lad because of the pretty princess?”. He teased with a grin.Before I could respond one of the knights interrupted us. “We have to get moving”. We all stood up, clearing up our belongings as we began our journey before the sun came up. Even though I rode with sleepy eyes, I could see clearly the beauty of the area we’d approached via the hillside.I see that the farmers were already up and toiling their soils, the traders already brought out their goods for sale. I was marvelled because I thought this island wouldn't have any of this as they seemed to be rich in gold. "Don't be silly". Christina says. "Father makes everyone on the island work. Have you heard that adage: 'No man is an idle island'?". I nod my head. "Pretty much". "Well here, 'no man on this island is idle' ". As we ride on, I see a waterfall that was simply magnificent to the e