The Dragon

Submitted by Naredhyl on June 25th, 2012


Every dragon has its hoard,
Whether small or large.
Guarded by its holder,
When the greedy Men do charge.
 
They sleep and eat,
In hole or cave,
A fight only meant for the brave.
 
Some may be green and brown,
or black and white.
With bellies the same color of the sky,
And backs the color of their homelands.
 
When thundering hoof beats fill the air,
And horns do call the dragons out.
And a white horse on green cloth flies,
With the war steeds standing proud.
 
Both men and horse up-right in attention.
With spears and swords at the ready,
and war standing before them,
The only rule,
Is death to the enemy.

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