Wind Dragon.
Haunts the airs,
Howls with Grace,
Empty breeze fills this place.
Never forgotten, Dragon of Wind.
Never underestimate, Dragon of Wind.
Arid, free, flows with life.
Harsh winds storm the night.
Fear the wind, fear the storm.
Fear the lances that serve the III.
Wind Dragon Xaldin,
For he is free.
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It's about time I wrote a drabble for Xaldin! I think this poem fits him nicely, I think… This was one of the first in my series of Organization XIII poems :3