The Mystery of the Dragon's Lair

Hear a fantastic tale
Of Fate
Who with silvered thread and thimble
Doth stitch a design so intricate,
That a heart doth soar.

Of mystical crystal cubes,
That hold the eye
And keep minds mesmerized
While time is captured
The sands suspended
And darkness falls.

Dance ye then
With antipodean delight
When the Dragon
Stretches leathered wings
And nightly soars to seek its prey,
The animated heart be humble
Thine legs may dance for one more day.

-Fiona Kerr

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