posted on Sep, 4 2015 @ 09:08 AM
A deathly quiet fell on the woods as the raging winds died to nothing more than a faint breeze. The clouds slowly parted, and the
beautiful sunshine gradually began to warm the land once again.
Man and Beast, Dragon and Elf all rose to their feet and gathered around NightStar and the blue gemstone.
They bowed their heads, remembering the fallen, whispering goodbyes in their own ways. And then as one, they looked up again, just as the last dark
shadow of cloud disappeared towards the distant mountains and a cry went up; a cry of joy, a cry of victory, a cry of relief. The bedraggled group
moved closer in, and hugged like there was no tomorrow.
Was it really over?
Gordi gathered up the Wraith-Mage Gemstone and packed it safely away, after patting each dragon on the shoulder as they passed by to nod in reverence
at it's great power.
Then, just as the final baby dragon wriggled by... something caught his eye... nothing more than a dark shadow at first... in the distance...THERE!
He pointed in the direction of the distant mountains, squinting against the growing sunlight...
It was indeed a Dark Shadow...
And it was...