World's End

How To Train Your Dragon 2 comes out in about a month. This poem is based vaguely on that I suppose, as much as you can base anything on something you haven't seen.

I hope you all enjoy it, and I hope I can post things a little more frequently.

World’s End

In a harsh and snowy wilderness

At the end of a polar sea

Where the hand of justice pauses

When its fingers make out me

Where dragons ruled the thundery skies

And caused the waves to flee

Sent trembling back to safer shores

With a warmer history

And the dragons flew and tumbled

In a playful joyous spree

So raw and wild that not a thing

Could ever seem more free

But the hand of justice pauses

And the dragons couldn’t see

That the trap would be so friendly

That the friend they had was me

…

And now I roam the snowy wastes

And the cage of silence has no key

There is no justice

Just ice

And loneliness

And me