Sword of the Dragon: Found Poem

Hiding, two steps back, Golden helm on your head, A slight bow, smote blade against breastplate. Jagged hills, clouds hiding a blue sky, Distant screams of enemies and allies alike invade your hearing, Hope, The enemy doesn’t gain victory! Watch! White cape and grey beard, righteous prophet, Pitch black dragon roared, Draw your sword! Light, Shining through your blade as if it were a diamond, reflecting the blinding sun. Your heart is stronger, Hold your sword up high courageously, Crystal blade sparkles, Thunder rumbles and storm clouds roll in. Zap! Green lightning bolts strike near you. Sorcery! Bubbles of energy fall to the stoney ground, The sparks grew, looking like it housed several men, Nowhere to run and hide! You, a powerful warrior, strong and mighty refuses to back down, Winged men fell from the sky, Art’en! Brown feathers shuddering, Landed crouched on knees, Dark wings folded, Sickly gray skin quivers, The Art’en charges! Get ready! Peace should reign, Not this chaos, With brethren fighting against brethren, You grit your teeth, Mercy, Mercy the Art’en cries. You gently pick him up and carry him, Hopefully you won’t live to regret it, You are no better than he is. Freely, give mercy, Grant forgiveness from your heart, Noble and true, Humble and Honest, The white dragon’s roar pierces through the silence, Love good, Hate evil, The king has returned, Darkness has been defeated!