Flying From Fear

Prologue

As I Silently landed on my feet, my armor swirled around my vision and I had it on my body. I drew my two Elven swords and started towards the Orc pack.

I slipped into the camp by the campfire and saw them lying on the floor sleeping. I pulled my enchanted elven bow and aimed with dead accuracy. I let the arrow fly and it hit the lead orc square in between the eyes. I swiftly walked over to the wargs all piled in a corner and slit all their throats. I then stabbed the other orcs all in the head. I threw them into the fire and bounded away. I thought of a dragon, and soon I became a sleek and powerful black dragon. I roared my cry and lifted off and flew into the sunrise.