Dragon Rider prt1 "The Beginning"

"The Beginning"

"The Beginning"

The dragon and the rider
Lay weary from the fight
That saw a hundred riders die
On just a single night

The battle wounds went deeper
Than superficial woes
Leaving scars upon the body
As they bled the very soul

The riders name was Justin
The dragon was called Orn
They’d been training with the infantry
From the time that they were born

As they grew and trained together
Learned to serve and to protect
It became much more than friendship
They formed a great respect

Justin was an orphan
Without home or family
Dragon riders raised him
His past a mystery

Sweat formed on Justin’s forehead
Ran down his face in beads
An arrow pierced his armor
One dipped in hemlock leaves

Orn had left his rider
Far from the battle sight
Deep within the forest
As he searched on thru the night

He had to find a healer
Someone to help his friend
With death a mighty dealer
He would play it to the end

With the poison in his system
Fever played with Justin’s dreams
Dreams of many outcomes
Depending on the seams

What Justin didn’t notice
In a bright round orb of light
Was an elfin fairy princess
Riding a unicorn of white

Her beauty was pure sunshine
Her eyes were black as night
She knelt beside and spoke in sign
Gave him visions of his plight

Before she stood to leave him
She placed a kiss upon his cheek
She left a wrap of lambskin
Holding a talisman beneath

When Justin finally came awake
The fever had been torn
A journey he must undertake
So a prophecy was born

When Justin raised himself to stand
Lying on the forest floor
Wrapped in leather near his hand
Was an ancient rune marked sword

He wondered in amazement
Of the elf and unicorn
But the dreams were inconsistent
So he set off to find Orn………