Of Dragon Wings

Eternally wise,
Old as the moon,
That mighty clan,
Proud and strong,
Lords over all.
The sky, their playground.
Rulers of the land,
The sky,
The sea.
Heads held high,
Protecting their treasure,
Their family, their home.
The purest gold and shining silver,
The deepest black, and richest red,
Azure blue, and ghostly white,
These colors and more,
Proudly their scales display.
Their voices are like thunder,
Their wings like giant sails,
Beating the air with hurricane force.
Breath of fire, breath of ice.
Both feared and worshipped are they.
Ballads are sung,
Of battles lost and battles won,
Fearless and mighty.
Now lost are they,
Lost in the mists of time,
That mighty race.
Yet for the dreamer,
Still they sing,
And in the believer,
Once again,
Dragons take wing.
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-D-Yami