The mysterious dragon paused,

As still as a statue,

Its blank eyes,

Stared into the night sky,

A tense tail curls,

Around its rigged skin,

Its rigged and scaly skin,

Crumbled and scraped,

Its sharp teeth,

Crashed and smashed while he is eating his prey,

The dragons claws,

scrapped against your skin,

His wings like paper,

But it could slice you in half,

Leaving behind,

A shimmer and sparkle of fear.