The Sword of Arrine

The Sword of Arrine

Under mist of cloud the Wyvern soar,
the coming storm would be a killing floor.
Moved forward into dark that beast would soar.
Below left huts in village shaking door.

With absent light its spoken kiss would share.
Then serpent pulled out claws wait to ensnare.
Burning breath in kingdom unaware.
It’s barking smoke and flames, bellowing flare.

It’s smothering fire ignites air they need.
Then creature brings on feeding frenzy greed.
Now everywhere burnt trampled bodies bleed.
Huge snapping jaws let human souls be freed.

Yet; came our Hero saviour, he was just a child.
With sword his father gave him in the wild.
The Wyvern looked upon him with a smile,
While chasing him left buildings in a pile.

It’s silent under wood and breaking board.
The creature stopped to listen for reward.
The boy pulled out his mystic magic sword,
light glistened from the gems it had adorned.

It startled serpent, did not end the fight.
The flames poured fourth from its mouth in the night.
Huge scaly monster had returned with bite.
The boy held up his sword with all of his might.
The serpent scooped him up and out of sight.

Then boy shoved in his sword up out of sight,
the Wyvern fought pain with all its might.
yet; fell to ground, released boy with bite.
Survivors honored that boy in the night,
with tales of Arrine, how sword ended fight.

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