Through the ages, many poets have tried
To record the humans who have defied
The barrier between normalcy and fantasy
By sailing through the pale blue skies
On the dragons they ride.
And of these Dragon riders, we will focus on one
A man by the name, he proclaimed
Tharitol, known throughout the kingdom of Palisaide
Who practiced a ritual forbade
The practice of dragon riding
In secret, he disregarded the laws set forth.
Soon, war came to Palisaide
And the royal army gathered together in arrays
Led by General Kraed
To march upon the city of Yttrium
Whose walls soared seamlessly into the open air
Guarding the evil villain's lair.
The Palisaidian Army was met with heavy resistance
The tables turned
Yttrium's battalion trampled the poor, impish soldiers.
When all hope seemed lost, one man called
"Look, up there, in the sky!"
And what a mix of fear and surprise swelled amongst them
Tharitol, on his scarlet red dragon, he did fly.
When the ancient dragon's jaw went agape
And blistering hot flames burst forth
The army of Yttrium fell
And Palisaide was safe.