Dragon Monarch

For countless ages, dragons soared, Their shadows cast, their voices roared. Through lands they ruled with fire and grace, In storm and whimsy, carved their place. Beneath their gaze, empires bloomed, Yet, like the tide, were soon consumed. In shifting moods of flame and blight, They held the world in day and night. But humankind, though weak and small, Would not remain beneath their thrall. With hearts afire and spirits wide, They rose to break the dragon’s tide. Through years of strife, through smoke and flame, They fought as one, without a name. And when all hope seemed lost to night, You rose—a beacon, fierce and bright. * With blade in hand, with courage pure, You fought to see the world endure. Now face to face with fate's demand, You stand where none before could stand * What tale awaits, what fate shall fall? The world awaits your call.