AN: Thank to my stupendously awesome beta, IWriteNaked for fixing me up and making me role better!
Dragons
Flying o'er hill and dale, perched on your enormous tail,
This shouldn't be so fun, but oh it is.
Scouting out the scenery to the right and left of me.
How dare Nephilim enjoy a place like this?
Passing vales of luscious green. Souls at large can now be seen,
Are they haunted? Do they even care?
Here a demon, there a demon, really everywhere a demon.
Can I just pretend that they aren't there?
Why is it so captivating? Why'd I feel like celebrating?
Elysium, you have us in your hold.
Dragon, with your flaming breath, wreaking havoc, causing death,
Much like your mythic counterpart of old.
So, as I head back to the Palace, drink my wine out of a chalice,
There really is too much to contemplate.
I shouldn't really want to stay, in fact I should beg we leave today.
Why is it this place makes me feel so great?