Thud. Thud. Thud.
A green dragon glides on feathered wings
Following the song a woman sings
Thud. Thud. Thud.

The words, of a language he does not know
Entwined with power so he could hear
A song of sorrow, hope, and fear
The dragon hums the power grows
Thud. Thud. Thud.

At last he sees her and begins to land
Her raven black hair flung back to reveal pointed ears
The woman smiles singing softer as he nears
She whispers the last line to the green dragon as he stands

Then she climbs on his back holding tightly to his neck spine
They take off soaring through the sky
The sun shining makes the dragon’s scales glitter as they fly
Over the ocean, plains, and pines
Thud. Thud. Thud.