auth:: thank you to all who have been reading this, I am amazed at how many views from so many different places this has gotten. I am very new to the world of righting, but not however reading, and I noticed in my reading that something like this is missing. so I am striving to create something off the beaten path and give you something new. please refrain from flaming as I am very new. all reviews are greatly appreciated, except flamers who are condemned to a special pit in hell.

She stood to her full height and looked around. She was absolutely enormous; her wingspan had to be at least two hundred feet across and stood at least fifty feet tall at the tips of her horns. I could tell there was immense strength in her body as muscle and sinew rippled under her scaly hide. However there was a certain elegance about her, her body was not bulky and built like the creatures I had come to love in the fantasies of my youth, no, her form flowed without any bulky masses to hinder it. Her body moved smoothly as she continued to look around, I assume looking for me. She called out in the same voice that she carried in her humanoid form Where
have you gone little one? I will not hurt you, you have nothing to fear.
I stayed hunkered behind my little rock hoping to God she couldn't find me but to my misfortune, she pinpointed my location and
proceeded to pluck me from my hiding spot with careful and dexterous claws as
to not hurt me. The first thing that went through my mind was the fear of being
eaten by her, thank the man upstairs she didn't but instead set me on her head
right between her horns. She spoke again, Seeing as you know nothing of your history, I shall show you everything. I had come to the realization that I would not be escaping whatever she had planned for me.

She took off and I had no choice but to hold onto her horns for dear life as the ground quickly left us. The wind stung my eyes as the landscape flew by us. We climbed until the air began to grow thin. The ground was spread out before us; trees were dominating the land for miles around until they were stopped by impenetrable mountains that were so tall the aurora had to move around them. Do you know where you are? Truthfully I had absolutely no idea; however the
place felt familiar, like I should know where I was. I do not but the place feels familiar, where are we? Her wing beats stopped and she began to glide above the canopy, then she spoke. We are flying above the great Ashenvale forest… it was once a beautiful place but the Night Elves and the Horde loggers have been warring over the territory for quite some time. Just as she said this we flew over a giant clearing that had been logged out and stripped of its resources. The sound
of bloodshed and battle could be heard even from our vantage point.

It is such a pity that the mortal races of this world feel the need to molest it and steal everything it has to offer. There was a long silence where I was looking out over the horizon. It then occurred to me that I should probably ask where we are going. Where are we going? She responded we are going to the place where it all began, we are going to Deepholm.