A Mythical Creature

The sun dulled to a shade of green, A creature hanging there I hadn't seen Wings of webs and sparkling coloured hues Seeming to be smiling at me, head tilted A mystical creature there only I could see The sun eclipsed; the darkness brings a creature hanging with webbed wings, seeming to smile at me, with fiery breath. A mystical beast, a Dragon I could see. It was not a span ago I remember, they needed and had asked of me. To think of their form so bold, to give them the life they knew of old. The mighty dragon hanging so near, brushing away clouds of innate fear. Pulsing wing beats shattered the glade, yet held me safely in his mystical shade. A voice of an Angel touched my ear. "Thank you, for seeing my presence clear.” “My Dragon's form in infinite perfection, asking of me a new conception”. "Do tell me of this Earth so changed, now no castles and dungeons dwell. Where I did roam for many years, there maidens fled in horrifying tears.” “Oh mighty creature, It is sad to say those things don't exist today.” ”It has been a long, long, time for you just wait I'll see what I can do?” I sat thinking for an unusual time, but could only think of fable and rhyme. It did come to me in the end, where a Dragon could happily blend. Disney was looking for something new Harry potter was in a right stew. ”Can you fly when asked my dragon of fire”? Snorting smoke, he flew higher and higher. I told him of films and fun so grand, of castles Built in another land. "Hold on!" I said as I found a strand. "Can you fly to New Zealand?" A nod from him and a smile so wide, on his back I flew on, an incredible ride. To star in The Hobbit was my dream too, my dragon and me headed for pastures new. A cloud of steam emitted from the stream the mighty Dragon was just a dream. At the bottom of the hill dust settled around, I felt such a fool, as I hit the ground.