Chronicle Pt. I
In the dawn’s embrace, she took flight,
a young dragoness, bold and bright.
Above the verdant canopy, she soared,
her spirit eager, her wings unmoored.
With each beat, she claimed the skies,
a realm of endless, boundless highs.
New to life, with courage unfurled,
she sought the wonders of the world.
Amidst the peaks, she found her quest,
a valley below, where dreams manifest.
In the dance of life, she sought her place,
yearning for love’s warm embrace.
Through trials faced with fiery might,
she conquered dangers that shrouded night.
And in the valley’s gentle embrace,
she found a mate, her heart’s true grace.
Together they soared, in love’s sweet flight,
their flames entwined, burning bright.
In the tender glow of dawn’s soft hue,
they built a life, forever true.
“As I watch the valley below, stars twinkling in the lake, I hear the soft sound of wings and look behind me. My love lands next to me. He purrs and nuzzles me, I answer by chirping soft and snuggling close. Together we rise to the moon and dance through the stars. Time stands still during our love game. We shoot through the night chasing each other. Love-bites, roars and we mate of pure love. We join in the air and free fall to the ground, for within his arms I’m tightly bound. During these moments there’s no hate, for now I’m flying with my mate. I know that I belong to him, I say I love him and listen to his purr. We are truly one, for my heart he has truly won. We fly to our lair where we continue our fun, we lie down and make sweet love until the rise of the sun.”
In the heart of her nest, where warmth did reside,
the young dragoness, with tender pride,
Guarded her eggs, a treasure untold,
each one a promise, a future to behold.
With each rising sun, she hoped that day,
through tender love, they’d soon find their way.
Her heart swelled with joy, her eyes shone bright,
for soon her hatchlings would take their first flight.
As moons bathed her, in their soft embrace,
she watched over them, with love and grace.
Each night she chittered, a lullaby sweet,
ensuring their slumber, their dreams complete.
In the depths of her soul, love did bloom,
a bond unbreakable, beyond every doom.
She’d protect them fiercely, with all her might,
guiding them onward, into the light.
And when at last, they cracked their shells,
her joy knew no bounds, her heart swells.
Tiny scales, glistening with morning dew,
her legacy born, strong and true.
With gentle nudges, she urged them to rise,
to spread their wings, to claim the skies.
And as they took flight, her pride did soar,
for they were her bloodline, forevermore.