Sitting in a dark corner

Curled up in a ball

A angered and miserable spirit sits there

In his darken heart a creature is awakened….

The Fire Phoenix, DRANZER!

With its cold ices, examinig the youth

Seeing if it is friend or foe, this tragic youth,

Under its firey winds, it takes him under to have as a friend, not to plunder

With its cold talons, covered in blood

It picked up the boy and leaves

Never to find another friend again