The Last Dragon

By: Trickster Kitsune

Disclaimer: My poem. No stealing. ^__^

Pairing: None

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I sit here,
Contemplating my death,
As I wait for the ones who will come to slay me,
The last Dragon.

I await the paladins,
Who wish to protect the land,
The knights,
Who wish to please a noble lady,
The princes,
Who wish to show their worth to their fathers.
They all wish to slay me,
The last Dragon.

I sit in my dank, dark cave,
Listening to the baying of the hounds,
The call of the hunting horn,
The yells of the men on the hunt.
They are hunting for me,
The last Dragon.

Do they only think of me as something to hunt?
Like a hart or a hare?
Do they not think that I have feelings?
Like them?
I do have feelings like them,
I can love,
Feel pain,
Both emotional and physical.
They don't spare a thought for what they would do to me,
What this world would lose.
It would lose me,
The last Dragon.

Dragons are delicate creatures too,
Like unicorns and elves.
Dragons keep the cycle of the world in order,
They protect the creatures of the land,
They even protect the humans.
But the humans don't care,
All they care about is the thrill of killing a dragon for sport,
Of killing my friends,
My family,
Me,
The last Dragon.

Well, I won't let them claim me as a prize,
I will take my own life,
That way the world won't spin out of order.
If I kill myself,
The essence of my freed spirit will seek a safe land,
And create a new protector for those worthy,
And unworthy.
I will kill myself,
The last Dragon.

I lift up a scale on my breast,
And slit open the fleshy skin beneath.
I feel little pain,
For my magic knows what I am about to do.
I am about to end my life and create a new one,
The new last Dragon.

I place my claws around my heart,
And slowly close them,
Cutting off any flow of blood.
As the darkness takes me,
I witness my spirit floating away from me.
It floats out of the cave,
Leaving a trail of red sparks in its wake,
As it leaves for a safer land.
A new dragon will soon be born.

My world quickly becomes black,
And the last thought that comes to me is that,
I will no longer be alone,
I will be with those who died before.
I will no longer be,
The last Dragon.