And he walked out into the evening and looked up to the heavens. His arms rose as he addressed the spirits, "Oh powerful one, bless me with the instrument of revenge."
And before him a bolt of lighening dance an outline in the rock as the hair on the back of his head stood on end.
Suddenly the lightning stopped and a silver dragon with two black stripes down it's back stood before him...and grinned.
I like the way this book has started.