The Dragon Riders Saga III
The Dragon Riders Saga III
You nor he may yet know his birthright or even his name
Long have I watched you both and why to him it was now I came
You'll need the Armor, shield, sword, and talisman to win this war
You two are prophecies last hope and one this world cannot ignore
Born and trained for courage, but bravery now needs a friend
Wars are won with wisdom, and you both will need them in the end
Now be off to Blood Mountain Lake with what I've instilled, and God speed
I will be there for you when the time for my magic to be added is in need
The Dragon was working on a battle plan when the lake came into his view
An ugly unfamiliar land it was, but it was the sky that he so well knew
He knew well that no Dragon fight had ever been won based upon defense
He must make this fight his own and assume a course of powerful offense
Today he was a Dragon of legend, a famous name, and every riders dream
Immensely powerful, a master of flight and fight with a deafening scream
Long ago he had vanished and since then many centuries had passed by
There had been much talk around the campfires that he was left to die
He knew that was then and now is today, time for this legend to unfold
Were he and his rider those that prophecy had so long ago foretold
They circled the lake both keeping a look out with an eagle sharp eye
For here, now, a single mistake could be the difference between life and die
A dark foul valley around a lake of molten rock bubbling for all it's worth
A spring fed by lava rivers swelling up from the bowels of Hell deep within the Earth
Was it shear luck, how could the elven princess have been so wrong?
There not a sign of Taricrex, and they had been searching all day long
Then they saw in the faint distance it looking like an open grave
Cut into the mountain side was a wretched looking cave
They landed on a small craggy shelf, just enough room to land it gave
Going forward in silent caution so as to not make this foul place their grave
Glowing magma bubbled below that could instantly turn their flash to ash
Ever careful they were to avoid that burning deadly splash
Copyright © Thomas Binford | Year Posted 2025
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