Stream Wishing Within a Knight's Heart in Dragon's Valley
Junior Journal
I sit near Morrell Creek trying to think of a prompt
I hear a name that the water whispers to me and allows my
Imagination to fly on the wings of my broken heart
And my eyes see the scales that are wrapped around my skin
I feel the wind upon my wings as they beg me to take flight
I feel the horns grow upon my crown, and my teeth lengthen and sharpen into fangs
I feel my fingers, the ones that flipped through pages of many books, holding the pencil writing this very poem, become talons capable of ripping flesh, slashing throats, making men kneel before me
I feel my tail play in the...
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