he put his ear against the soft bark of the tree. the birds chirping stooped the wind blowing stooped. his eyes took on a glazed over look then he saw it what he was looking for the thieves who had killed and slaughtered his kin. for greedy selfish reasons,he picked up his bow and ran towards them. As he approached them he scurried up a tree his bow on his back. he took a deep breath and shot off one arrow after another till the thieves lay dead. He climbed out of the tree and picked up the gold they had stole. He walked back to the village where he picked up his mission. He returned most of the gold taking his portion. when he looked up he saw angels coming out of the sky. He pulled out his bow and look at them as they fell out of the heavens towards the small elven village. the war between the elves and humans had been going on to long he thought to himself. then he saw it out of the conner of his eye genies slowly moving out of the woods towards the village. he looked around and saw elven bowmen stand on roofs and fire at the angels not knowing about the genies. he pulled his bow out and shot at the genies shot after shot those genies could take some hits. the angels kept coming and the genies kept coming closer. Cutting his losses
he fled. |
