Enter the Dragon Scorned

Enter the dragon..

Bitter and scorned once again,

Breathing fire from the bowels of her soul..

A storm comes to torture the entities that surround,

Lightning emits from her finger tips to gouge out the landscape

Where evil harbors in her soul and for the one who placed it upon her.

Purge thee my soul of this festering pestilence!


Begs thee to cross my path once again,

We shall see who wins in this contest of wit and scorn..

NEVER scorn the dragon queen she doesn't take it lightly.

The end will draw neigh and you shall ever after be plunged in to the darkness

Of the eternal abyss that awaits your last breath…


The power of anger can crumble an empire or worlds

As can the simplest word. Take warning if one can NOT speak clearly

So that others may understand speak not a word.. It might be the death of you.



Emb copyright 2008