The elf Arya has found a dragon egg at Kyron's bidding, one of a few in the world. |
An Exerpt: Arya ran blindly through the darkness and the rain, slipping and falling with each step she took. Fear had reached its peak in her mind as every lightening bolt revealed an illusioned enemy to her eyes. She swung her head from side to side hoping to find a way to escape this nightmare whe was in. She heard the Raok's screams of delight while they chased her up the dark mountainside daring her to slow her pace, howling at her to slip and fall in to the dark abyss so close beside her. Arya ran and ran flinching with fear at every step and crying out for the power of the elves to save her. The Raok were getting nearer and nearer. She could see them getting closer every time the lightening flashed. I must make it! Oh! Elves, my people! Send your aid to your messenger! Help me in my time of need! Arya could feel her conciousness slipping away as she started getting slower and slower. No! Help me! Please! You must help me! Ana hedredom! Ash nicar! Arya looked up to see a tall jagged cliff in front her. A... dead... end. Then she saw a soft light slowly growing until it drowned out all else. The ground was rushing up to meet her. All was dark. |