A wintry morn it was indeed,
Some seven years ago.
I rode through elven forest deep,
When I have heard a roar.
"You rode?" - you might well ask, –
"How could a dragon ride?"
Well... that's a story of the past,
When I was human, right?
But that's another tale, and now
Let me proceed with this one...
I moved myself towards the sound,
My path lit by the rising sun.
And what I saw, made me stand still,
And then my mind went wild -
A large red dragon, trying to kill
Defenseless elven child!
I rushed forth, blinded with wrath,
And dragon turned to me.
The child screamed as we clashed,
If only she would flee!
But no, she seemed to freeze...
I've desperately swung my sword,
Trying to get the beast...