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The competition for this dragon will end on January 13th

[slasher // twig]

Username: Zephyr& the Wolves
Artic Dragon's Name: Blare
Gender: female
Art: making some

[Xelinator]

Username:
::Dutch.Girl::
Artic Dragon's Name:
Maan Wens; it is Dutch for Moon Wish.
Gender:
Male.
Art:
Something in the dark came alive tonight
A dragon of some sort, made it's way into the light
Green and shiny
Long and windy
Eyes of gold
Truth untold
Elegantly through the air
The Dragon danced seemingly without a care
Toward me it came
Softly calling my name
Sprouting wings, taking to flight
Dancing with the Dragon into the night
To and fro, twisted and twirled
Beyond the clouds, into it's world
The Dragon sang me a riddle
A beginning, an end with no middle
It said I might understand some day
Wake it then said, and there I lay
Ceiling and walls
Doors and halls
Gently rubbing my head
I sat up in bed
Looking around
Darkness without sound
Thinking only of the riddle
A beginning, an end with no middle.


Slowly back to sleep I fell
Back to the depths of my mind to dwell
The Dragon said, "You misunderstood
the riddle, as I knew you would."
I slowly nodded my head
As I slept there in my bed
The Dragon looked at me and said, "Listen."
I looked at the Dragon noticing his eyes glisten
It said, "We existed once, but we all died."
"But you are here now.", I softly cried.
The Dragon smiled a toothy grin
As it wiped a tear from my chin.
The Dragon said, "You found me only because you believe,
Therefore you, I will not deceive."
"A beginning and an end with no middle,"
The Dragon stated, "wasn't even a riddle."
I sat there thinking
And suddenly I was blinded by a light and left blinking.
When I regained my sight
I realized the dragon and I were back in flight.
Looking down
I saw a small town
Huge fields also below
Lifting my head I saw mountains covered in snow.
"Where are we?", I asked.
The Dragon looked at me and said, "The past."
As I looked up into the sky of night,
I saw several other Dragons with us in flight.
Blue, Green, Yellow and Red
All of these Dragons were so beautiful in my head.
Then again we were on the ground
The other Dragons, us they did surround.
With a huge blazing fire in the middle
No one tended it, but it did not dwindle
Fat and thin, tall and short
They all looked different, even one with a wart.
One stepped forward, huge and red,
Towering over me, though I did not dread
Lowered his head, looking me in the eye.
Tilting his head a bit, he asked me, "Why?"
I felt a little faint from the smell of his breath
It was most putrid, and smelled of death.
Peering back into his eyes, I didn't move an inch.
This Dragon was untrusting, and could kill me with a pinch.
I said, "I believe in you, and am not a threat."
"Yes," he stated in reply, "or we never would have met.
You would have ended up a meal, or at least a tasty treat.
You having so little meat."
Some of the others did not approve
Voicing their opinions, yet did not move.
With a huge red Dragon in my face, I stood my ground. (And was rather proud.)
I inhaled a deep breath, looking him in the eye and said rather loud,
"I do not fear you," pointed at a few others, "nor you or you."
I finished my statement, "I am here because I believe, and love Dragons. That is true."
The red Dragon took a step back.
Raising up his head as if ready to attack.
Nodding his head, the other Dragons, me they did greet.
The Dragons then took a seat.
Sitting there they told me stories
Stories of defeats and glories.
In another bright flash,
We were all back in the sky, the fire mere ash.
These Dragons and I danced through the night air
Danced elegantly without a care.
I awoke from my dream
Or at least what it would seem.
The beautiful Dragons that sparkled and gleamed
I knew were real, not just something I had dreamed
My pillow, my friend comforting in the night
Offered me sleep, so I could take to flight.