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John Thorne


There is a roar
As of drums and thunder
Echoing up from deep beneath the Earth
From pits of eternal depth, eternal darkness
A flame is rising
From the vast and hidden shadows
Rushing upwards with the swiftness of a storm
It is the Dragon
Rising from his ancient lair
To bring an end, a final end
To a breaking world
None can endure
To stand before him
Destruction is his only end
By the fire of his breath
By the storm of his flight
Earth itself shall be razed

And yet before his wrath
One man alone shall stand
Cast down, once he was
By this vast and perfect demon
But he rose again
When the Dragon returned to sleep
Gorged upon the Earth’s own flesh
He came again, as from death
The Watchman of the Earth
His broken sword he made again
Cast from the heart of the Earth
Tempered with the Dragon’s blood
He forged a perfect blade
Unbreakable, untouchable by time

And now, clad in unearthly mail
He strides forth to meet the beast
The Dragon pauses in his wrath
Perceiving this opponent
He rears, his vastness like the sky
And roars, his breath a white-hot flame
Brighter than the sun
Darker than the night
More fearsome than the storm
He is eternal and unbreakable
And the Earth before him trembles
And yet the Watchman of the Earth
Stands, unshaken by the storm
And roars a challenge in return

The sword, a single shaft of light
Is thrown against a vast black storm

The Dragon is invulnerable and cannot die
And yet a man unyielding
Matches him, blood for blood
Light scars the armor of the night
Though the Watchman’s armor
Unbreakable by any blade
Is torn by the fury of the storm
The shaft of light is broken
Yet on the Watchman fights
His face is blackened by the Dragon’s blood
Before him, death seems to laugh
An invincible storm cannot be slain
And yet the Watchman will not die
Grimly, he must fight forever
In this eternal, fleeting war

Submitted: Thursday, October 10, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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