The Dragon Riders Saga

The Dragon Riders Saga I Dragon and rider were weary from the fight They had watched so many of their kind die this night The wounds of battle go deep as are their woes Scars upon their bodies, their bleeding soul knows So long had they trained to serve and to protect They were more than friends having learned mutual respect The rider without family or a home he had ever known Dragon riders had raised him until he was grown The pain shown on his face and now his Dragon grieves An arrow had pierced his armor, twas dipped in hemlock leaves The Dragon knew he must take his rider far from the battle sight Ever deep into the forest he searched through the night The poison gave the rider such fevered dreams Of many outcomes as came in his mournful screams In his delirium the rider didn't notice the approaching light Or the coming of the fairy princess riding her unicorn of white Her elven beauty pure as sunshine and her gaze cold as night Kneeling and speaking elvish she passed to him visions of their plight When he awoke the fever by elven magic had finally been out worn With the quest he had been given the destiny of prophecy had been born By elven magic's strength he raised himself from the forest floor An ancient rune inscribed sword in his hand giving him more power than before His thoughts jumbled he wondered about seeing the unicorn and the elf But now he needed his Dragon to deliver the magic imparted to himself