Drabble 7

Finished at 12 minutes past midnight. Also, I said that I would write these but I never claimed that any of these would actually be good. Just thought I'd put that out there. This one was pretty hard, mostly because I really wanted to just go to sleep.

The army of the Evil Overlord marched through the mountains towards the small village where the chosen when was prophesised to be born. They climbed two at a time along the narrow path, weapons at the ready. Near the top of the path a shepherd was guiding his sheep back up. By sheer coincidence he knocked loose a rock, which knocked loose another rock. That rock rolled down the path, colliding with a rather large boulder, knocking that loose. The boulder brought with it several more, which fell down the mountain until they hit the marching soldiers, crushing them all.