In the eyes of mortals,
They are monsters.
Of vibrating destruction.

In the eyes of a Rider,
They are worshipped and strong.
They seek companionship,
A guardian for life.

These creatures fly high,
Over the mountainous peaks,
Through the Evergloom valleys.
Down the rising sea.

They pride their right as Dov.
Rightful to their kin.

They are...
The Dragons.

They are not monsters.
Who create destruction.

They are not viscious,
When it comes to Royals.

These Dragons are so misunderstood.
Cant they live among us,
For the good?

Their sleek scales,
Massive wings,
Ivory claws and spikes.
Two lungs create,
Fire and Ice.

These dragons,
They are breath-taking.
Almost Immortal,
They will outlive a human being.

Don't take them as Deceitful.
They wish not to destroy.
They are guardians of this world.

Our Dragons,
Are definitely.
A riders Bestfriend.