“You are strong, but can you defeat yourself?” A high pitched, impish voice asked me. I pulled out my sword and turned to the voice and said, “What do you mean?” The voice did not reply but I soon saw a figure that seemed to be wrapped in shadows come forward. He look as if he was my own shadow, the only difference was because his eyes were green and they seemed to have an aura of evil to them. He had a bow and a quiver of arrows on his back and in his right hand he held a sword. One that looked like a black version of my own sword. Everything went black and I found myself in a open field, upon a brown horse.
I will continue this later, tell me what you think.