Post by Rider Airalea on Jun 13, 2007 18:43:00 GMT -5
The sun shone brilliantly down upon the island of Vroengard, lighting up the beautiful blue waters around it's coast. All was calm, the sound of seagulls, of the rushing of the waves, of the gentle ocean breeze, flowing from the sea to the grand city of Doru Araeba. Only one thing disturbed the peacefulness of it all. Thud! The noise continued. Thud! Suddenly, the single out in the sky that day parted to reveal Airalea, Leader of the Riders, riding her dragon, Zahre. The dragon's emerald green scales glinted in the sunlight as he soared across the sky, a toothy grin on his face. Isn't today beautiful, Zahre? Airalea asked him. Aye, it is, he replied, raising his head to the wind and pumping his wings even harder. But I think it is time to head back to Doru Araeba. Airalea agreed, and the huge green dragon turned and headed back in the direction he had come.