Dragon's Tooth

On the fortnight of the waning of the gilded moon that burst with waxing wings like leather it whirred and hissed a spell on tongues of terror looming to take my breath away. Shadows red horror passed.... I prayed! Down on my knees in weakness and fear outstretched while Fires swelled and bellowed out his snout to swallow throwing flames. I lay in wait a frozen corpse I am stirred to death, my bones too chill So close this fire eating mass did swoop on me I cried aloud inside so silently enamored by the dread so hushed with no sound did he hear me in my clamor as He melted my will and my armor This cold, cold night bestows a windy chill for It takes no fortune, no gold or silver to this mighty quest Banished to the lair of nevermore, I give my life Taken by the Dragon's Tooth July 13, 2020 Pick a Title, Vol 19 - 4 Sapphic Stanzas Poetry Contest Sponsored by Edward Ibeh