Lost In Battle
My tale shouldn't take too long,
But still, let's have a seat!
The fireplace will help my song
To warm you up a bit.
It was indeed a chilly eve
On top of Mount Skold,
When dying sunlight spread it's grief
Throughout the wintry world.
A man in dragon wing tabard,
With heavy sword, strapped to his belt,
Was climbing frozen cliff so hard,
Towards the place, where dragon dwelled.
Deep cavern... An unearthly glow,
That of a thousand sparks...
Among the ice, the hunter saw
His prey, the mighty Glarx.
And in his most ferocious voice
The human said such words:
"Oh mighty dragon, make your choice -
To die by spell or sword?"
And Glarx replied with a frown:
"Now that is one bold knight!
You challenge me? So here we go!