Random Sketch

I had a very strange dream the other night, a story fragment, as most of them are. I had a little time, so I thought I'd try to turn it into a short scene. This is still very much a rough draft and probably far too wordy, still. Read on and enjoy, if you wish.

Anyone roaming the castle hallways on that dark night would have seen nothing, not even the shadows of the three ogres who stole through the darkness. They tried to move stealthily, and, being ogres, they were not entirely successful. They ran into each other, stepped on each others’ toes, and whispered nasty ogres curses at each other. Yet most of the castle slept, so the minor thuds of ogre footfalls and the harsh whisper of ogre voices failed to arouse any alarm.
As they bumbled down the hallway, they neared a chamber out of which came the noise of a party. The ogres hesitated, fearful of the door opening and light from the chamber exposing them. The remembered the warning written on the potion’s bottle: invisible only as long as not being struck by light.
Grugg moved first. He cautiously stepped forward. No sooner had he done so than one of the late-night revelers opened the door, spilling light into the hallway. For a brief moment, Anwern and Prugink could see Grugg’s head, seemingly floating in mid-air. Grugg quickly backed out of the light, desperately hoping he had not been seen.
Out of the doorway staggered the party-goer. The door closed behind him, and he rambled down the hall in a direction away from the ogres. He did not notice Grugg’s head floating in air for the brief moment that it was visible. If he had looked after the door had closed, he would have seen nothing.
After an interminable wait, Grugg turned behind him and whispered, “All right. He’s gone. Come on, you slugs.” He took a few steps forward before he noticed that no one followed. Retracing his steps, he drew near a doorless, dark chamber. From inside came the sound of metal bending, followed by the pop of a wooden lid being forced open. The cacophony of gold coins being spilled on the floor echoed out into the hallway.
Before Grugg could say anything, the light of carried torches began to appear on the walls at the far end of the hallway. The guards knew that someone unwelcome was inside the castle.