Eric's final post
Eric was sitting at the camp fire trying to eat his chicken, but found it very hard. It was already dark and his father still had not returned. He could not bear to think what would happen if his father did not come back. Imagining the dragon munching on his father was not a comfortable thought. Someone had already told him that the king had been slain. Eric had been attacked by the dragon, but had managed to escape the beast. He only hoped that his father had done the same.
Eric's heart lept as he saw the party returning to the camp, his father in the middle of the pack. He ran to greet his father overcome with joy and relief.
"Oh Daddy, Daddy, I'm so glad your back. I missed you so much and I was worried about you. Now I know how you felt when I went missing. I love you so much."
He hugged his father so tightly that he felt the air being squeezed out of him. His father looked very tired and had a broken arm, but Eric was just glad he had made it back home.
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