Fuming Scales

Dragon fire casting spells,
Piercing fumes, a haze compels,
Toxic breath, it's hard to breathe,
Fiery wings set free.

Unleashing fury of the flame,
From ember to inferno it came,
A dragon's rage, a sight to fear,
Its fuming scales, all too clear.

A beast so mighty, free to roam,
In darkness, it calls home,
Its power knows no bounds,
And with a breath, all falls down.

Fuming scales, sharp as knives,
With roaring bellows, it thrives,
A predator, a primal force,
A dragon's power has no remorse
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Posted: Jul 2023

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Comments (1)

ladyjewel
Ah but to lay a hand on such a wonderful beast and feel the ragged breath and fire within.
That might be worth being consumed by fire.wine
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