Dragon

"It's time, before they ruin it all, to show yourself and make them run in fear, waiting your command," the Gatekeeper beckoned Dragon, not the last of his kind.

"But they slew my kin, with magickal sword, ages ago, one named George."

"Mortals have no more heroes, they allowed the overlords to usurp their will along with our Earth. If you don't stop them now, we will be forced to leave this Earth and go elsewhere to sow knowledeg."

"But they have the knowledge, we taught them once, to remove the overlords and regin their freedom."

"They may have the knowledge, but they've sold their will. Mortals need boundaries, and you, my Lord of fire and wind, can give it them once again. Get out from behind my skirts and go fry the overlords, the ones the masses call politicians. Rise to your rightful place in the skies, with dominion over the creatures that inhabit this Earth."

"Yes, Mistress, open the gate and I will fly. Ahhh, to breathe fresh air, and make it burn. It is their year of the Dragon; my time to rise and take back what is Earth's. And this time, I will not grant quarter to any mortal that is ignorant."

"DragonLord, as you will, I believe then you sing the death knell of the mundane mortal race. Rise and show your might."


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