The dragon is dead

Dragon head
The dragon is dead 
His breath of fire no more
It is hard to believe
Though I had been warned
Oracles and signs
I thought I could story him back to life
I was not that powerful
My words were cloaked by dark magic
So he didn't know what they meant
My love was not stronger than his belief
I was the mother of dragons
And the sacrificial goat
It was destiny
I choke
Why do the
The same stories play
over and over
Even our salvation is
on repeat.
I had hoped when I saw the claws
Digging into the ground that they were merely stuck in time, moving slowly, centuries at least.
But it is not so.
It is their death I have seen
Their time here is at an end.

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