Tale of a Monster and a Living Ancient

A time long last to a new beginning, No one to condemn the last living being. Fire sparks in its eyes And it lays, as the other dies. A mithril sword in the diamond cave, The ancient being cannot be saved. A new danger every single day, He fights them off, keeping death at bay. He flies by night, wings spread wide No freedom to roam the skies by light. Returning again to his forever home, A brave knight slept from his mountain roam. Seeing the monster, the beast roars And the evil wakes, and the eagle soars. A flash of heat and a sound of steel, The ancient father had no time to reel. He watched the monster as his fire died, And the last dragon went for his last ride.