The Return



A cold breeze blows against the dark, night sky
waiting, waiting
A spot in the distance catches human eyes
coming, coming
A powerful breath of fire breaks the silence
breathing, breathing
A sign of their nobility, of their strength
fearing, fearing
A peaceful landing as they come, with no harm
offering, offering
An everlasting peace between dragon and human
living, living.



Written by Silverdusk D'argent,
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