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Dragons and caverns and castles that loom, Fairies and goblins and forests of doom, Warriors with spears and and joy in their hearts, Wizards with wands and tales of far parts,
Through her veins the venom ran Sweet, quiet Mary Ann   All she wanted was to be powerful and strong But sickening tones became of her swan song   Her eyes turned a golden, shining hue
The Dragons, they soaredAbove Mountains, through cloudsEach guarded a hoardClaws sharp, and teeth baredThey’d fight to the deathProtecting what they treasured most
There's a love that burns in this heart of mine, The dragon may still live, but the Lion is divine. Jesus heals the sick and restores all our joy, The dragon may still live, but the Lion will destroy.  
She is twelve when they lock her away, Too old to truly be a child And too young to have her own say.   She needs protection, they’ve sworn For assassins stalk her in the night And thieves in the morn.
  There was once a time in a far off place A town sat about a strange, but not unfamiliar, monolith Stood there a palace built on hate and waste  
Legends about dragons tell of fearsome beasts, Who were rumored to have human feasts, However these tales are not even relatively true, For I know a nice dragon named Lou,
What makes a village fear you? What makes an entire village thirsty for your blood? What makes them want to hang your head on a wall? They think you're ferocious, Vicious, Dangerous.
So many sights to see in the open world. A great battle upon mankind and inside them the will to fight. Humans and Mythical creatures either fight or live in harmony.
When I want to feel good, I watch How to Train your Dragon. It is about a viking named Hiccup. He is shunned for being unorthodox and careless, but he befriends a viking's enemy; a dragon he names Toothless.
Gone forever   “To whoever finds this message, they erased us this is all that remains. Remember us please” These were the words written on the stone. These were the words that made her tremble with fear.
A LETTER TO THE PRINCESS FROM THE DRAGON    Dear Princess,    Before the rest of the nights come to finish off what you started,  I have something to ask you: 
I am the dragon mother. My flames are so swift and searing They turn the glass ceiling to sand. In a land of coveted sons, Give me all of the daughters. I am the dragon mother.
O serpent so great King of seas A wyvern of water   So magnificent Why is it that You are not championed?   The Phoenix The Dragon But not you  
Who said autumn leaves fall to their death? I think they cover the ground with their beauty, Like colorful souls bestowing their love On the gray roads of rock below. Who said just because your heart is beating
Who said autumn leaves fall to their death? I think they cover the ground with their beauty, Like colorful souls bestowing their love On the gray roads of rock below. Who said just because your heart is beating
  dragons were salvation before time began with scales as smooth as glass and horns sharper than cut diamond gracefully soaring through the air in flocks of a hundred then no more
Slaying privateers with my blunderbuss, The queen's lap dogs surrendering without a fuss,-- Remember this for the test: PV=nRT-- I took their ship, not caring if I was brusk.   I can't seem to shake her.
Eyes wide, skipping down the hallA book “How to Draw Dragons”Nestled in her arms.When she’s still her mouth hangs openThen closes, and opens again,Silently gasping for air like a fish out of water
A brush of color through silvered night air, Paints a dragon’s false shape, starlit shining Majesty with which no one can compare. Aurous beast, streak through the wind like lightning
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