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DreamEvil
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since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

0 posted 1999-08-05 04:28 AM

The wretched,
newborn Beast
eyes his foe,
the one
he was bred to kill.
Why he hates
this one,
he doesn't know,
but slaughter
Dragon he will.

Dragon sets his Lady
to the side,
then turns
to confront the Beast.
With a mighty crash
the two collide,
earthshaking
to say the least.

The tentacular arms
of the Beast,
reached around
for Dragon's wing.
With a swan-like grace,
Dragon cut East,
Dragon's speed
was surprising.

Giving loud voice
to a thwarted roar,
the Beast
spun itself about.
Taking flight,
Dragon now
starts to soar,
screaming his rage
with a shout.

With venomous glare
and toothy maw,
Beast prepares
for Dragon's dive.
Spreading his wings
and flexing each claw,
Dragon
wants to skin
Beast alive.

Cupping his wings,
he drops like a stone,
to tear open
the Beast's back.
Beast lets loose
a cacophonous moan,
from the pain
of the attack.

Stunned
by this new wonder
of feeling,
Beast lets Dragon
coast right by.
Stinging pain
leaves his senses
reeling,
at the same time
it's a high.

Rippling
with the effort of moving,
the Beast prepares
for it's turn.
Dragon sees that Beast
is improving,
so decides
that he should burn.

Dragon had not thought
the Beast was smart,
being
a crude creation.
The Beast
lashed his tail
at Dragon's heart,
that assured
it's cremation.

Blasting fire
like the birth of the sun,
Dragon swoops
down on the Beast.
The slime on it's body
begins to run,
it isn't harmed
in the least.

By instinct
the Beast calls Darkling might,
a crackling
arc of magic.
The raw power
knocks Dragon from flight,
hitting the ground
is tragic.

Pain,
the first Dragon
has ever known,
sears it's way
into each cell.
With crumpled wings
and agonized moan,
Dragon is hurt,
you can tell.

Beast is quick to pounce
on that weakness,
attacking him
tooth and claw.
Dragon ponders
his own uniqueness,
then slams Beast
square in the jaw.

They roll and wrestle
upon the ground,
making the earth
itself shake.
The roar of the storm
itself is drowned,
by the battle
in it's wake.

A mighty kick
knocks the Beast aside,
as Dragon
gets to his feet.
Injured
in far more
than just his pride,
Dragon's fury
is complete.

The great Beast
spies Dragon's almost-bride,
and a plan
begins to form.
It's need to kill
will not be denied,
by Dragon's rage
or this storm.

With lightning speed,
Beast lashes at her,
driving her
into the ground.
At this success,
Beast began to purr,
from the pleasure
he had found.

In shock,
Dragon watched
Beast smash his love,
grief gripped his heart
in a vise.
Through the worst thing
he could conceive of,
Beast
would surely
pay the price.

The screaming of his grief
rocked the Land,
shaking it down
to it's core.
Vengeance cries out
to him it's demand,
calling up
the Darkling lore.

Dragon reared up
to his fullest height,
and called the magic
to him.
Beast cowered
at this horrendous sight,
Dragon
was looking quite grim.

He filled himself
to overflowing,
then pushed it
even higher.
He pulled in too much,
all unknowing,
because
of his lost desire.

Beast felt the draw
on it's Darkling might,
a tearing
at it's dark soul.
Dragon is glowing
with inner light,
that is
swallowing him
whole.

With a primal scream
of prideful rage,
Dragon's power
is released.
Catching the blast,
Beast begins to age,
until
he will
be deceased.

The streaming power
is melting bone,
reducing it's flesh
to ash.
It's black heart
hardened
into a stone,
the last of it's flesh
did thrash.

With a thunderous crash,
Dragon fell,
his body
has become cold.
His bride though
is alive and well,
his wounds
are making her bold.

She rushes forward
to be by his side,
hoping
that he isn't dead.
She listens and hears
his heart beat inside,
then lays
to cradle
his head.

Now my friends,
the tale
is nearly done,
only one more part
to tell.
You know this battle,
Dragon has won,
sending the Beast
back
to Hell.

So ends Part3

©1999 DreamEvil

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Shall I indulge in flights of fancy hampered by clipped wings?
DreamEvil©

[This message has been edited by DreamEvil (edited 08-05-99).]

Nicole
Senior Member

since 1999-06-23

Posts 1835
Florida

1 posted 1999-08-05 04:33 AM

This is your best one yet. I'm positive I held my breath till the end. Want more!

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"Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy you must have somebody to divide it with." *Mark Twain*

Gentle Soul
Member

since 1999-07-12

Posts 273
Vinton,Ohio USA

2 posted 1999-08-05 04:34 AM

Dream, did I ever tell you you amaze me??? I loved this one.. I love the detail.. the emotion.. the triumph.. the climax.. wow.. you are an awesome being DE my big brother Im proud to know you!

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~one voice~
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since 1999-07-08

Posts 664
Billings, MT USA

3 posted 1999-08-05 04:35 AM

Dream, Your hard work has definitely payed off with this one... It was very full of suspense! I kept wondering who was going to win! And my favorite line: The roar of the storm itself is drowned by the battle in its wake... I love that... is there a part 4 on it's way?

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~onevoice~

"She looked at her life
like lines, never-ending,
constantly forming,
reforming and bending."

azblond
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since 1999-07-01

Posts 637
The Steamy Desert

4 posted 1999-08-05 04:38 AM

What a wonderous tale with such vivid imagery...can't wait for the last of the saga!

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For sometimes when the Darkness falls, we must surrender, take what is ours, and give what we can, and always remember love is somewhere waiting...

leelew
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since 1999-07-10

Posts 89
highmount,ny,usa

5 posted 1999-08-05 08:19 AM

They keep getting better and better.Beautifully written as usual! I LOVE IT.Well done!!!!!!

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"There are none so blind as those who see only with the mind and not the heart"

Poet deVine

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Member Seraphic

since 1999-05-26

Posts 22612
Hurricane Alley

6 posted 1999-08-05 09:18 AM

You want my honest opinion? It was a little hard to read and I felt it was forced. Your poetry usually flows from one line to the next, one image to the next, but this one seems jerky to me.

DreamEvil
Member Elite

since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

7 posted 1999-08-05 10:22 AM

Thank you, everyone.

Lady deVine, you are quite correct about the flow and jerkiness. Some degree of that is intentional. The reason for all of the rhyme scheme errors, switching of tenses, broken flow, and such will be explained in Part4 (part of which will be posted in prose).

Astute as always, my dear.

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Shall I indulge in flights of fancy hampered by clipped wings?
DreamEvil©

Andrew Scott
Member Elite

since 1999-06-24

Posts 2558
Redlands,CA,USA

8 posted 1999-08-05 05:11 PM

An epic tale well told. I await part four with great anticipation. Thank you for all your hard work.

Alwye

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since 1999-06-16

Posts 3850
In the space between moments

9 posted 1999-08-05 10:07 PM

Wow, this just keeps getting better!! I am eagerly awaiting part4, my friend!!

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*Krista Knutson*

"Your kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace, baby thats all it takes to take me higher..." SHeDaisy

thursdayschild
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since 1999-07-01

Posts 169
Houston, Tx.

10 posted 1999-08-06 12:35 PM

Wow! Great imagery, felt as if I were
there watching the darkest battle raging.
Once again, wonderful work Dear Sir.

DreamEvil
Member Elite

since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

11 posted 1999-08-06 10:44 AM

Should be done in about a week.

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Shall I indulge in flights of fancy hampered by clipped wings?
DreamEvil©

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