My blade I sank deep and often into its side
As down castle stair we bloody-battered did slide
And every valiant courtier did cower and hide
They’d done their quotas of dying dragon ride
Thank you very much, they’d say, but they lied— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) January 18, 2019
They sought her death, oh yes, she heard clearly what those bold adventurers did say
But she lay still and silent, wings furled, tail coiled, and soon their torches went away— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) January 19, 2019
Boast not of your valor at the battle we won
Let me hear no demand of the King for a promotion and gold
For the warriors who fell to see your victory done
Still lie on the battlefield, forever silent, scarcely cold— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) January 20, 2019