Gray Furnace Valley
Whoosh! A black dragon rushed down from the air. Because he was flying downwards at a slanted angle and was a bit uncontrolled, he kept rushing forward wildly from the momentum after landing.
All the flowers and grass were flattened under the dragon. Countless trees wider in girth than a few humans combined were snapped like corn stalks. When the dragon finally stopped, there was a 1500-foot-long, 300-foot-wide moat on the ground.
At the end of the moat, the dragon covered in black scales sprawled pathetically on the ground. After one full minute, he started moving. He flipped around and laid on his back. Though it was weird to lie there in his dragon form like that, the sunlight was warm and felt very comfortable on his stomach.
A while later, the dragon turned over. Taking a deep breath, his body started shrinking and returned to his human shape. It was Link.
Ah, flying is honestly a difficult skill.
