I am the unknown champion,
a mercenary of sorts by trade.
My foe breathes an unquenchable flame,
their mouths hide a legion of daggers.
Demon wings hold them aloft,
deadly talons ever ready to snatch their prey.
Still a fight I bring to their mountain dens,
human cunning versus dragon might.
I fight in honor of Princesses and kingdoms wronged,
of livestock slain and villages burned.
With lance, bow, and axe my war rages,
victory or death my ultimate wages.
by Nicholas Byrley
I gave dragons some love, so the people who slay them should get some love too. Nothing else tonight, too sleepy and I work tomorrow. Have a good night.