Awakened by Time
A young boy of about ten raced through the depths of the forest. His light brown hair swirled around his head like it was a stick and the cotton candy was sticking to it. He was drenched, it was thunder storming harder than ever. Lightning struck a tree in front of him and it caught fire. He jumped back in shock and gasped. Some of the other trees started catching on fire also. The young boy stepped back. His hazel eyes shone in the darkness of the late night. He expertly jumped over a fallen tree, though he landed in some bush. He groaned in pain and started to get up when the ground let out and he fell into a hole.
He got up, hurt, and tore his black cape off. It was warm down here. He limped over to a rock type figure with moss grown up on the sides and brush everywhere on it. He leaned his whole little body against it and let out another sad painful groan. Just then he felt the rock move and he leaped back in fright. He brushed the moss and brush off of it to find a old beautiful sword. His eyes widened and he let a grin slip. He greedily took the sword out of it's place. Then everything went black...