A pale sky hovered above me as I walked Through mountains and valleys vast, Passing folk who chattered and talked About days of old and the past, Of when dragons roamed freely Bringing terror and fire and fear, Of when people breathed heavily Wanting life while the end was near. “For only beasts could bring the end of man.” Although man was one of the greatest, Condemning kin to their bedpan, Truly, the worst ever created. And yet they fear the children of time! As if marvelous creatures so divine Could bring harm to those without crime! Who only care to build temple and shrine! While the true masters of mankind Are the ones breathing fire in the sky… Dragonborn, the last of my kind, As I wandered, I chose who to glorify.
Decided to write this while I was listening to "The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim" soundtrack. Always pained me to have to slay the dragons while they're divine creatures.