From medieval there once rose the dragons of old
Were they real, just as the eagle and condors of this day?
Out of the misty past long ago before any of the beast of
this day walked the earth
Yes there were many dragons small and large so they flew on great
leathery wings
And dominated the
skies over the pterodactyls and other large winged beasts of the day
And even to this day it is rumored by some that they still
roam in the shadowy world between worlds
Sometimes if you listen really attentively you can still
hear their roar reverberating in the darkness of night
Legend say that in medieval days, they had been hunted into extinction by the brave knights of old.
But then legends say that the great masters of the skies hid
in the caves among the mountain peeks
And there went into a deep slumber to awaken for the time of
the great transformation
For a time the winged creatures of today would once again be
masters of the skies blue
Where the mammals of the ocean depths and of the earth green
would be the dominant species
But what if a few found another world to escape to, a hidden
world where no man has ever trod .
Here and there in this world they continued and thrive and
to this day,
And still continue to occasionally visit this, their world
of birth.
At night In a shadowy form they fly over our homes,
waterways, forests and mountains,
Always wary of the two legged (human-kind) who feared them
and would kill any and all if found,
Until there weren't any great dragons around in this world
or the nether world?
If this were so then this would be the answer as to the why
and how of the origin of so many legends
of these magnificent
beasts that have been told throughout our history.
Near and wide everywhere such legends tell of the great
dragons good and evil,
Beasts of such immense size with scales tails and fiery
breaths
Cynthia
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