Writing Prompt

In the wake of the glow, he saw the figure; It was the trace of a serpent. No, it was an outline of a dragon. Beams and logs smoldered all around him, cruelly straining his vision. He choked. He gagged. He was struggling. The smoke was dense, but he managed to stand. As he looked on, his life’s work melt before him: a library of all the worlds knowledge....

Snarling, hissing, vicious bird in the sky,

Did we anger you by burning your nest?

Is that why you heaved the flames into your angry lungs,

And swallowed heat into your belly,

So that everytime you spoke it would be in our smouldering tongue?

Because it seems,

The only language we understand,

Is that which is born from vengeance and destruction.

Fire breather, wind seeker,

You and your ...

It rose from the fiery volcano

It’s scales, like shiny amour plates

The dragon of Ethos mountain

Has come to lay the humans to waste

They ride away on their puny horses

Their children run from their little shire

The Dragon looks down with gleaming eyes

And sets the whole damn place on fire

The red beast from the gates of hades

Block out the sun with her giant wings

The helpless farmers shoot...

The fire burned

The earth torn

Lava bubbles

As the the ground burned

The earth was split

We did not believe

Till they flew from the ground

Once lost

A myth in time

Burning with anger

Scorched by the earth

Held in chains

Crying in pain

Freed by dreams

To burn again

Now we believe

As the world burns

Wings are hot

Hundreds fly

Humans lost

Now held in time...

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Our world is in dire need of hope, we have failed the surface of our world, the sky’s and space beyond offered no hope so we turned to the earth and dug deep into a world unlike any other.

I am known as the path builder, I lead small mining crews deep in to unexplored territory mapping out routes for the bigger teams to come and carve out resources. I and my team are now six months into our...

You breathe out fire

Orange red fierce

flames so hot they

render anyone in their path

to cinders, ashes

Destroyed

Your fire is fuelled by the hatred

which festers and grows in your

bitter cold and twisted heart.

...

Fiery. Full of heat, full of warmth.

Diary. Full of defeat & tears after the storm.

Write them down, burn them all.

Make no sound, build up that wall.

You appear fierce. Stay calm as the pain it does pierce.

No one knows inside you’re secretly fighting your fears.

Until the one day you switch up the gears. Blow off the steam and spit your fire. It’s built up, happy is all you desire.

Now you’re ...