He wasn't sure how long he'd been traveling,  the forest was pitch black; the trees, their thick canopies not allowing any light to pass through.    Rumors of a mysrerious temple filled with great power brought him here, but now he had wished that his thirst for more power hadn't gotten the better of him.   He had always very good night vision , but the dense forest and erie fog had made it ever so difficult.  He thought, perhaps, their was evil afoot, he quickly brushed the thought away, claiming that it was his nerves.  Still it didnt change the fact that the forest was awfully creepy; creepy and above all, silent.  Not a sound, save for his own foot falls.  He had thought on many  a occasion that he might be being stalked, but who would stalk a dragon let alone be able to take one down. Espeicially him, some one of his size and power, the great elemental Sahara Sand Dragon.  But he was deluding himself, he new very well that he was out of his element, completely naked and powerless.  If something wanted to make a meal out of him, he doubted that he could stop them.