#dragon writes

“It is not the way of dragons to die,” they had told me.

“Yes, knights come and knights go, slaying and capturing as they must, but dragons continue in from story to story, book to book,” they had said.

“Dragons near and dragons far will not disappear. We may not be burning down villages or marrying brides, but we still bring rain, bring mischief. At the wink of an eye we are here, we are still here,” they said.

“Dragons never die. They shall survive long past the last human being utters our name. Within dragons is the old world, is magic. And through this, we shall live forever.”

Path of the Dragon

When you resist the rights of kings

You must take the path of the DRAGON.

Take what you love to inspire your flight,

Let your fiery breath bring you to the ground,

And take up your sword-like claws to fight,

For all those you keep around.

Make knowledge your hoard of choice,

Protect the ones you love,

Bring forth triumph with your voice,

Fly as high, as beautifully, as a dove.

Do not fall to the trolls

Who cannot escape their bridge,

Burn them up like a stack of coal,

Brighter still than your hornéd ridge.

You must take the path of the DRAGON,

Pull the strings apart

To let my wings out

And encircle my dragon heart.

The newer generations listened to tales of dragons passed down through generations, but it was all an elaborate corpse to them- a dead story. They began writing their own stories, filled with ice and fire, earth and water and air. These stories brought life and wonder to the tales of the dragons, resurrecting them to a new sort of glory. It was not exactly the same as before, but the stories were made of love, and the telling acted as a new form of worship.

And snow like old Robert's poem

A boy and a girl like a fairy tale story

Crimson Lace

🔞 Pairing: Protagonist/Leon Strohl Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1.8k Summary: Will gifts his lovely husband Strohl a night to remember, and Strohl is going to savor every minute of it. AO3 Link: Here 🔞