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The White Dragon

The white dragon has won.

By Jenna RaePublished 5 years ago 1 min read
The White Dragon
Photo by Daniella Garcia on Unsplash

There’s darkness about.

There’s ice in the air.

Can you hear his call?

Beware! Beware!

The White Dragon is coming.

The White Dragon is here.

Hold on! Hold on!

Darling, don’t show your fear.

Through the shadows of night.

Through the light of the day.

Why can’t we see him?

Pray! Oh, pray!

The White Dragon is cunning.

The White Dragon is here.

Stand tall! Stand tall!

Darling, don’t show your fear.

In the breeze of the morning.

In the chill of the night.

Can you feel his breath?

Frostbite! Frostbite!

The White Dragon is with you.

The White Dragon is there.

Don’t run! Don’t run!

Darling, don’t you even dare.

By the late night hours.

By the early sunrise.

Where has he gone?

Unwise! Unwise!

The White Dragon’s behind you.

The White Dragon is there.

Goodbye! Goodbye!

Now you’re frozen with fear.

Your staggering breath.

Your slowing down heart.

What did you expect?

His mark! His Mark!

The White Dragon has got you.

The White Dragon I fear.

Lights out! Lights out!

Now you’re gone my dear.

With daggers for teeth.

With spikes for his claws.

The White Dragon has won.

The White Dragon has won.

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