Dragon wings went by in a vast and terrible whirl
Farewell to the sentinel on the ramparts
He swung his blade in a frantic steely skirl
In the bloody moments ere he was but scattered man parts

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) March 27, 2018

Dragon dreams dark, of foes to rend
But they’re enemies it doth not know
Unfamiliar monsters to break, not bend
For wyrms exist to make others’ lives end
Foe may rise, but foe must go

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) March 31, 2018

Though I’m called bold, for oft I go wandering
Through hollow hills and dragon-haunted lands
Too often I find myself pondering
Though kings be gone, why still I heed their commands?

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 4, 2018