13.08.26
My goal was to use figurative language in my writing
Glurpol didn’t like his new job very much, it was as horrible as his last, maybe even worse! His last job had been cleaning toilets in a posh house owned by the duke of Easton, it had been gross because the Duke was prone to serious diarrhoea, so he had left that job only to find the one job available, was cleaning royal soldiers’ gross feet! When he saw it he thought it can’t be as bad as cleaning the duke’s toilets, but it was much much worse! He wasn’t just cleaning any soldier’s feet, he was cleaning the ogre army’s feet! They were the best soldiers in all of Kridel! They were as slow as sloths, but as strong as saltwater crocodiles which made them great for frontline battles against the neighbouring Kingdom called cruven Empire, Glurpol didn’t mind having to stay in the army basecamp, it was nice and provided him a place to sleep, but the ogres feet stunk so bad, if they took off their boots the other soldiers around them would faint from the horrid smell, it was as bad as cow dung! On glurpols very first day, he was handed a bucket, a cloth, and a peg for his little blue nose! His first ogre of the day was brave Billy, the best ogre in all the land! He sat down and looked around in his bag for something, he didn’t talk much just watched as glurpol cleaned his stinky feet.