[ WP ] Choose a mundane activity and turn it into a dramatic , epic tale

*Up. * 
 
 The hilt glows in the bright light. 
 
 *Down. * 
 
 The smell of death is strong. The throne room is narrow and pale. The light from the window to the east sends spiderwebs through the glass walls. 
 
 *Up* 
 
 *Down. * 
 
 Her hands are wet. She recoils. All battles end the same, with thrones soiled. 
 
 *Up. * 
 
 She feels a give, a gasp of air. Finally. 
 
 She removes her weapon from the throat of the white beast. Her hands are damp. Great gasps of air end as the beast goes still. 
 
 Taking her plunger back into the garage, Dina turns on the TV and blames her boyfriend for the horrible clogging.
