Dying Dragon

A broken beast that’s down to the last,
How it falls amongst the past.
Scurrying breath, with draconian glare,
A defiant end for their age and flare.
This weaken form its time now due,
Its eyes that gaze the slayer’s view.
With sword at hand it suffered its fate,
To them, to all, of their burning hate.


Art: http://fepuno.deviantart.com/art/Dying-Dragon-429959257

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