Ariennada, Prophetess From Queen Elise's Womb
Molten gold glistening among the priceless, fathomless dragon lair
Born of crystallized dragon riders, Ariennada knew to love them and to care
They nurtured her in their olden ancient ways
She who had birthed herself, in their cave of clays
She reached an age where the secrets in her heart
Born of her parents’, handed down from Knight of Marth,
Made mystical magical sense, and showed her the path
She raised her own dragon, and he taught her his wrath
Ariennada, a prophetess, born from Queen Elise’s womb,
Stone-cold in her determination to dispel all gloom
Led the dragons to a place, far away from battles they did not like
She was their princess, their queen, a full-grown dragon faerie delight
One dragon, Old Manster was in love with her, but he kept it quiet
For the others were too, and there would have been a riot.
Molten gold glistening among the priceless, fathomless dragon lair
Born of crystallized dragon riders, Ariennada knew to love them, and to care.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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