By god that dragon is back. and it breaths fire, or soot clouds I cannot remember. all I know is to keep away from it. Hide, take shelter, remove myself from the temptation. The taking of the deepest breath, is what my mind loops; as I wish to ride the dragon one more time.
I'm back, I guess. I was just busy with school and work. I'll probably make another poem in seven years given how long its been.