The Dragon in the pit
Swash fell came pebbling down the side of the wall, coming to the realization.
He couldn't get out, why would he waste his energy trying. Right now he was at there
Scanning the area was a joke, pitch black. He couldn't see past his own hand. He knew
they were watching him, he Swash couldn't hear them but he knew. The animals that put him
here was laughing, cheering.
All he could do was put his back to the wall, Swash knew that the thing that was in the
pit with him was going to kill him. He set his blade, he knew his skills.
Swash waited, and waited. in silence he waited, unable to see just holding his sword.
Holding set for whatever might come out of the darkness.
There in the distance, out of nowhere there was a light, a small blue light. Than another
came on. than another, than glowing shapes seemed to illuminate near the other end of the
Swash didn't know what to make of it, What kind of manner of torture is this. Where is