Day: 17. February 2010

                                                                 Prologue

         The night was as dark as a sorcerer’s robe. It was as silent as a shade moving quietly through a tower. In the dark night, something stirred. A black cloak, a hidden face slipped through the strip of trees where the forest gave way for path. Slowly the cloaked man hid. Suddenly from above there came a deafening roar! The cloaked figure quickly looked up. There diving toward him was a red dragon. On his back was a man. The man’s hair was jet black and his eyes were as black as coal. The cloaked man grabbed a sack from a pocket of his cloak and ran farther into the brush. Running faster than any regular human being could, he dashed into a clearing. He stopped to catch his breath and his head whipped around franticly. Spotting a hallow tree truck he stuffed the sack in and covered it with leaves. He spun around as he heard the beat of dragon’s wings. He ran out of the clearing only to find the man and his dragon waiting for him. “Ah, Denorex, It’s so good to see you! Are you well?”  The man in the cloak now known as Denorex pulled back his hood to reveal his face. He had a white beard and silver hair. “Xancor,” Denorex said calmly. Xancor smiled and said,“I want to get right down to business. Frey has told me you have the dragon egg.” Denorex just shrugged. “Don’t shrug at me!” the man snarled,” Twist, has half a mind to tear you limb from limb!” Denorex turned to run but was stopped by a cry from Xancor, pointed at Denorex and shouted to Twist,” Have your fun boy and burn the bones when you’re finished!”  The pained cries of Denorex filled the night’s air.