by Valoren

Scars close over…but a wound never seales
He fears no foe…but the pain within he feels
He stands in life in death he kneels
Forever fighting for a hungry creel
Turning from life he spins on both heels
And alone he now walks and no longer heals:
He sows up his heart and drifts with no keel
So goes a dragon that died an unclean death…
And walks with the ghost his battered shell seals