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Stevedel's Profile

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Name: Stevedel
Location: Somewhere
Last Seen: Tue, 22 Feb 2011
Membership: Member

Personal Bio
HI my name is steve im left handed witch onlt 10% of the wourld is im going to tarn 15 in less than 5 monthes i love magic,and wizards but may favorit thang is dragons i whount to know as much as I can about them..... i dont know any thang else to say sooooo here are some pomes i found. Dragon Wise, Dragon Old... Dragon wise, dragon old, Dragon who did not hoard or covet glittering jewels or gleaming gold. Dragon who did not hide and sleep in some great, dark, hidden mountain cave, Dragon who left his own homeland to help and save. Dragon who did not revel in death, destruction, and Hellfire, Dragon who did not see himself as a being better or higher. Dragon who long ago stood with us, the last of the brave and the good, Dragon who resisted that great Evil and against tempting Darkness withstood. Dragon who faced the terrible being who sought to corrupt and destroy all life, Dragon who knew him all too well though many years of war and strife. Dragon who beheld the satanic might of the Dark Foe without fear, Dragon who spoke only four words to him, "Your reign ends here!" Dragon who stared, undaunted, unfazed into the Dark Foe's single, raging, hating eye, Dragon who did not flinch when the demon screamed back: "I will make your blood reign from the sky!" Dragon who held the fate our dear world in his long, lethal claws, Dragon who challenged the Dark Foe's armies through gaping, flaming jaws. Dragon whose mighty roar was like the loudest of all thunder, Dragon whose terrible god-like voice tore their twisted minds asunder. Dragon who laughed at the Dark Foe, whose wrath then cloaked the sun, Dragon who filled us with his courage when we all wanted to run. Dragon whose white fire drove back the Blackness of the Night, Dragon who battled on, wounded, yet refusing to rest or to turn from the fight. Dragon who was the first to charge and the last to retreat, Dragon who showed our enemies the true meaning of defeat. Dragon who rose like a god on great wings to fight the Dark Foe to the death, Dragon who had vowed to defend us and our world until his last breath. Dragon whose blood ran free when pierced through with the poisoned sword of the the Dark Foe, Dragon who crushed him in a deadly embrace as he took that final, fatal blow. Dragon who continued to fight, his Spirit still surging and burning within, Dragon who was so pure and powerful, Death was afraid to step forward and claim him. Dragon who ascended with the Dark Foe to the heights where only the stars and suns dwell. Dragon who showed him the beautiful Earth he sought to turn into a godless hell. Dragon who then drove his claws into the Dark Foe and tore out his vile, malignant spirit, Dragon who cried, "You began it, I stopped it, and now let the Maker Himself finish it!" Dragon who finally fell pierced from the sky like a huge burning star, Dragon whose thundering death-cry was herd by all near and far. Dragon who died with the Dark Foe's empty body clutched tight in his steel grasp, Dragon who won us the greatest victory with his final, pain-filled gasp. Dragon whose great Soul now forever flies through Heaven's endless golden skies, Dragon who lit up our dark, dreary world with a bright Light that never dies. Dragon who loved us so much, the ultimate gift he did willingly give, Dragon who gave us his one Life so we all could continue to thrive and live. Dragon who filled our hard hearts with his wisdom, kindness and love, Dragon who was so powerful and strong yet humble to the Great God Above. Dragon who befriended us, lifted us up, and brought us all as comrades together. Dragon whose great words and deeds will be cherished and remembered forever. Dragon fierce yet wise, dragon strong yet old, Oh, heavenly Dragon rest in peace, for your tale has been, and always will be, told. Dragon Song Twas a night of awe and magic Every dragon--one and all Had gathered by the sea to fly And answer instinct's call. One by one, they would step forth and sing their own heartsong Hoping it'd attract the one To whom their heart'd belong. A dragon stood, waiting his turn to step forward and sing a newcomer to the whole event and tense as a coiled spring. Finally his turn arrived He stepped forth into the ring Cleared his throat, searched deep inside and then began to sing... 'Calling, calling, hear my cry O love, I'm searching through the sky For you, O love, wherever you fly My love for you shall never die! no! Love shall never die. I cannot bear anymore my longing and pain O love though Ilost you,now im searching again I pray I am not searching in vain! in vain! But my love for you shall always remain! yes! shall always remain." The dragon stopped, his song now done Silence pressed in all around he blessed and cursed his voice and heart and hoped and prayed love would be found. no answer came for quite some time The dragon hung his head Had no dragon's heart adored his song? Would he be left alone instead? Then from the crowd a female stepped And met him in the ring She opened her mouth and smiled at him And then began to sing... "I hear thy call, though thou art far I wish upon a shooting star To come to thee and give my heart So I'd be with thou, wherever we are. O thou, my love, Iloveth thou true Somehow I vow I shall come through And give thee my heart, and my soul too No words can tell how I love you." The female's voice was like a harp her eyes were ocean-blue her scales were the shade of an autumn sky She was a dream come true. The dragon stood for a moment, unsure And speechless of his luck Then he knew he had to do And Inspiration struck. Their voices rose together in song-- A perfect harmony Then while the crowd chanted loudly the female whispered, "Fly with me." Still singing like angels, both dragons rose And began to dance in the sky Coming closer, ever closer With every moment passing by. The dragon's song had found the one to whom he gave his all Twining and singing over the sea on that night the dragon lovers heeded instinct's call.