I am the dragon, great and still
Watching from high atop the mountain
Looking down upon every wood and hill
Deciding where flame shall sprout, and blood fountain— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 8, 2020
Rulers, your intellect is very little
And your pride both big and brittle
If you would grow great and stately
Time to rule honestly and sedately— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 9, 2020
The moon shines through the window in the hall
She outlines the secret doors in the garden wall
And spotlights the brigands creeping across the lawn
And makes footprints glow, where the faeries have been—and gone— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 10, 2020