<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=550857" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dragonslayer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Harken fellow brothers and listen to me tell<br>Of bravery and courage and evil as well<br>It is the tale of Ynot the Minstrel<br>Whose gift of word came from the gods <br>And thus he had no equal at home or abroad<br>Through the mortal lands Ynot traveled <br>Spreading joy with his words<br>And throughout the land his poetry was heard<br>All had heard and all rejoiced<br>In the power of Ynot's words and his voice<br>But there was a shadow in the land<br>Whispers of an evil fiend<br>A terror, a wyrm with black wings<br>And with its fiery breath it did terrible things<br>It burnt down villages, scorched the homes<br>It ate the maidens, and picked its teeth with their bones<br>Twas no mere mortal, Twas not a man<br>But a fiend of fire and rot<br>No one possessed the skill to defeat it<br>Except Ynot<br>So on top of Sky-Kisser, peak of the world<br>Where the stars shone bright, brighter than pearls<br>Where the wind shrieked its sorrowful tune<br>Where the sky sunk low, and earth kissed moon<br>They did battle<br>Twas a fierce battle the waged on top<br>But in that battle there were no cuts, blows, or chops<br>But mighty were their weapons<br>Swords forged from letters, hammered in the mind<br>Sharpened by grammar, words made divine<br>Through the power of poetry, Ynot and the Dragon struggled<br>Each exchanged stanzas and lines, meter and rhyme, wordplay refined<br>Twas an epic battle waged and an epic battle fought<br>Unfortunately the Dragon wounded Ynot<br>From gaping black maw did flame and poison erupt<br>Mortally wounded and fainting Ynot fell flat on his face<br>But the Singer would not accept Death's Sable embrace<br>So with his final breath he gasped and he heaved<br>And through the might of his voice, the Dragon he cleaved<br>Down the middle and through the brain<br>The dragon lay dead, split in twain<br>But with that final desperate breath<br>Poor Ynot succumbed to death</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tony+Phung">Tony Phung</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=550857" data-title="Dragonslayer de Tony Phung" data-description="Harken fellow brothers and listen to me tell Of bravery and courage and evil as well It is the tale of Ynot the Minstrel Whose gift of word came from the gods And thus he had no equal at home or abroad Through the mortal lands Ynot traveled Spre..."></div> </div> </div>

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