saevuscorvax

A storm. Thundering, thrashing Lightning striking across the plains Waves of might a'crashing Winds howling across the night Unseen forces are a'brewing Slashing down those before it Unseen, unstoppable, rising Clashing through the forest Stomping through the meadows Unable to stray from its path A storm of fury in the shadows Silently comes and silently goes 'Do not stand between the dragon and his wrath' they say. But the creature is far too gone And his wrath shall hunt them down Till that day, the storm, the waves And the winds stand still. Awaiting the day the dragon craves When the shadows shall come And unleashed