Literature
The Warrior and the Dragon 7.2
Friends among the foe
Darkness and silence prevails, not a light could be seen nor a whisper heard, John opened his eyes only to see darkness, he was laying on a cool stone floor, he felt no pain, in fact he felt...rather good, but something was wrong. "I'm dead" John concluded, "No, you're not dead son." A voice rang, deep and calm. John spun to where the voice came from as a figure appeared. The figure stood at the same height as John, he was covered from head to toe in dull blue and white amour, his wooden shield had a painting of a white dragon on it, and at his hip was a red sword. The mans face was covered in a brown and white beard,
