The Dragon

Memories rolled through her mind

Like pebbles in a stream.

Over a thousand years of sleep

With all the most wonderful dreams.

She was meant for solitude

And looked through dragon eyes

Down at them from a great height,

Hoping that one day they would be wise.

But they shrank back afraid

And grabbed the hilt of their swords,

Frozen like standing stones

While she quested towards. 

They were overwhelmed 

By the Lady's will,

And they raised their hands

Hoping they wouldn't get grilled.