Land Before Time XIV:

The Final Chapter

Prolouge

Littlefoot ran as fast as he could along the rocky cliff side, the sharptooth close behind. He noticed too late that the path came to a dead end just a few feet away. He closed his eyes, too horrified to look, as the sharptooth lunged. Yet, nothing happend. Littlefoot opened his eyes, as he heard what sounded like thunder, and there she was. His mother stepped between him and the horrifying beast and shoved the it onto its side.

"Run Littlefoot! Run!" she said as she tried to keep down the struggling sharptooth. Littlefoot looked around frantically for an escape route, soon realising that his only way out, was down the cliff side. He carefully stepped onto the steep, gravely rock, trying in vein to keep his balance. His front legs suddenly slid out from beneath him, sending him into a speedy plumit down the cliff and into the hard stone bottom.

He got up termbling, scared and horribly confused. He stumble on his first few steps, until a horrible screech snapped him back into reality. He turned toward the sound, to see his mother and the sharptooth falling from the high end of the cliff to the sharp bed of rocks below.

Littlefoot awoke from the horrifying dream, jarred by the experience, and deeply troubled by the recallection of that night, fifteen years ago.