The Myth of the Gobi
Diocesan Girls’ Junior School, Pang Ching Sang, Fiction: Group 2
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lank!” Daniel the archaeologist felt his hoe hit something solid. Together with his friends,
they dug out an ancient stele in the Gobi Desert. On the stele, a myth of the Gobi Desert
was written…
In a time so long ago that no one remembers, it was a breathtaking place here that
was no worse than heaven, with the skies and rivers as blue as sapphires and joyful, blessed
people, and this place was called Gobi. But it was never the same again when the vicious wizard
Matalion arrived with his ferocious dinosaur pets. They conquered and started to destroy the place
by murdering people in his ruthless ways. The wizard spoiled his dinosaurs by letting them live
wherever they desired and devouring people as snacks.
As time went by, the people could no longer stand the cannibalistic torture. They decided
to elect Isalonis to resist Matalion and his dinosaurs. As the son of a giant and the Goddess of
Freeze, Isalonis was immensely mighty, with muscular arms and legs, and a long neck as well.
While on his way to fight Matalion and his dinosaurs, Isalonis spotted and rescued an elderly
man who was about to die of hunger. The elderly man was very grateful. He told Isalonis that
ahead of them, there was a forest of monstrous, meat-eating vines that ate anything that came
their way and warned Isalonis that the vines could only be killed by fire and nothing else.
Isalonis thanked the elderly man and he soon came the forest. The vines shot out and coiled
around him and began to gnaw on his flesh with their razor-sharp teeth. Isalonis drew out his
blade and slashed at the vines with all his might. Yet no matter how he hewed on the vines, they
kept resuscitating and growing back. As Isalonis was struggling with the vines, he caught a
glimpse of a burning brand that was lying on the ground. The old man’s advice flashed into his
mind and his hope burst out like flames. He stretched out his arm desperately to reach for the
brand; closer and closer it went, closer and closer…and at last, he was able to grip the burning
brand! With a mighty sweep, he set the vines on fire burnt them to ashes.
After numerous days of travelling, he arrived at Matalion’s palace. As he was about to walk
into the palace, the guards blocked him and bellowed rudely, “Do you know this is the palace of
the great wizard Matalion? How dare you try to barge in!” While he was hopelessly muddling
with the guards, a somber cold voice floated over. “Come in, Isalonis. I have been waiting for
you,” Matalion uttered, sitting on a throne made of onyx. Dressed in charcoal-black robes sewn
in rubies redder than burning flames, his pallid oval face looked more demonic than ever in the
icy-blue flames that flickered on his throne. He glanced at him grimly, smiling in a way that gave
people the chills and sent shivers down their spines. Isalonis declared courageously, “Matalion,
stop torturing the people and get out of here!”
Matalion’s slanted ivy green eyes flared up in rage, but his thin lips gradually curved into
a cruel grin. “Then what if I say no?” Isalonis stepped forward and stared into Matalion’s eyes
boldly, “Let us make a deal: your dinosaurs will chase me around Gobi and if they manage to
catch me, I will be their prey and all my treasures will be yours; but if I win, you will have to
leave.” Matalion’s eyes narrowed, his slender fingers tapping on the dazzling golden handle of the
throne, “A deal? No one has ever attempted a deal with me. Your deal is considered.” Then with
a flick of his fingers, a glimmering ray of purple lightning shot out, struck the cage door and it
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