Whispers in The Dark

by BordEnglishStudent 3/10/2010, 5:02 am

Prolouge
The wind whipped through the mans hair. But he was not a man for he was keeping the same pace as his green scaled companion. Iuen, for that was his name, was stongly built, he had light brown hair despite the look of a much older man. His kind face, at the moment, wore a smile of great enthusiasm. His companion is what Primitive man called a 'insect' dragon. Lauberk, being the dragon, was as far from the ground as a horse and five times as long. He had the body of a snake, smooth and scaled, with four legs and a long tail with a barbed end. No matter how hard Lauberk tried he was unable to get ahead of Iuen, and vise versa. They were both enjoying their race so much they did not notice the firelight or the small hut until it was to late.
Lauberk smashed trough the hut, sending pieces of wood, mud and the three occupants flying. Iuen dodged the hut and the shrapnel but there was a bellow from a sentry "THERES A DRAGON!!" and men came out from the other huts in the village. They were all carrying weapons and had eyes only for the dragon and ears deaf to the yells of Iuen "no no STOP". But one of them was already aiming his spear at Lauberk's head. The air whistled around the spear and it pieced Iuen's shoulder. As he hit the ground he heard the snap of bones and felt the bone blade in his flesh. Lauberk let out a roar but did not have enough time to dodge the volley of arrows or the spear thrown by a young screaming boy. It was the spear that killed him. He looked down at his wounded friend and collapsed so young to take a life thought Iuen spitefully i hope it haunts him for the rest of his life. Then Iuen passed out from loss of blood.