Words and Swords (ON HOLD)

Prologue

Dark. That's how all dragons are born. They see nothing but, the black empty void of darkness. They open their eyes for the first time and immediately close them because the light of the world is to bright for their eyes. Apart from one. One who is drawn to light. One who fights for the light, One who is drawn toward the light in people. A certain girl. Who you ask? A girl with the same desire as him...to bring a blinding light on to the world. A warm light. A comforting light. A light that you can trust will always be there.

And this is their story...

A spot. A dot. A circle. Whatever was it was...well...what was it? It felt like it was pulling him and at the same time driving him away into something all too familiar...darkness. Cold, bleak, unfriendly darkness. One thing was for sure, it made him feel warm. But he felt more than warmth. What was it? It was on the tip of his tongue. Perhaps he should investigate. That might give him some answers. Yes, time to investigate.

He began to take steps, cautious at first, then more confident, then excited, then... in fear? Faint as it was, this feeling something was coming washed over him. He turned to see just what.

A dark creature emerged from the all ready dark shadows. It began slowly creeping it's way towards him with it's back hunched over, and claws out ready to strike. Behind it more began to appear. They looked about the area as if searching for something. They were searching for him.

Run. Run while you can. They are bad. Very bad. He didn't know how he knew but he was not going to take any chances. Obstacles shot up into his path. What kind? ALL kinds. Boulders piled sky high before him, followed by pillars shooting up from the ground and a rapid pace. Both darker than the blackest night. Looking at them one might for a moment to admire them. They shone with a beautiful luster like black glass, or polished obsidian. Intricately carved with indecipherable symbols, they multiplied, coming out from all they reached for him, Cold darkness emanating from them, along with something else. Faint whispers tickled the ends of his ears.

Come. Why bother. You're done. Come to us. Give it up. Aren't you tired? Just take the easy way out.

Whispers turned to shouts that clawed at him, trying to stop him, but to no avail. He pulled himself along and let the light consume him, blinding him at first and then disappearing.

It was warm and comforting, flowing around him like a soft blanket. He settled, the light shielding him from the darkness beyond.