cervantes revisited

the old paladin was growing tired of fighting windmills, of seeking the golden castles they might hide inside. yet, when he was about to give it up, he found a new one - one that would be unnoticed by everyone, but that showed some promise to his weathered eyes - of a whole realm of beautiful princesses and fire dragons, of dire adventures and great perils. he just forgot that such a mill was far, too far from his world - deep in the heart of the cold, bleak north.