The Dragon's Cry
Author's Note:
As Tortall shakes beneath his feet,
And arrow round him fly,
He fights with grace and blurring speed
And sounds his Dragon's Cry.
I will not die for nothing,
Shot down by nameless foes.
I will not die unheeded,
With no one there to know.
I swear to die for something,
My death will have a meaning,
It is not just an ending,
What counts is how you go.
The King stands, eyes unseeing,
With Jewel in his hand,
His power all that stays the force
That rips apart the land.
The crowds all fight to reach him,
To defend or to attack,
The nobles' swords all clash with those
In purple, green, and black.
A hidden group of archers
Sights on the new-crowned King,
But even as their arrows loose,
The Dragon's Cry does ring.
I will not die for nothing,
Shot down by nameless foes.
I will not die unheeded,
With no one there to know.
I swear to die for something,
My death will have a meaning,
It is not just an ending,
What counts is how you go.
The arrows now are soaring,
Too late to stop their flight,
Too late to call, for who would hear?
One choice alone is right.
The Dragon takes the arrows,
He does not think to wait,
And eight black blurs, a row of death,
Are the Dragon's final fate.
The King holds back the evil,
And peace to Tortall gives.
All weep to mourn the Dragon brave,
Who died, that they might live.
I will not die for nothing,
Shot down by nameless foes.
I will not die unheeded,
With no one there to know.
I swear to die for something,
My death will have a meaning,
It is not just an ending,
What counts is how you go.
Author's Note:
Love,
Mystica
