Out of nowhere,
A creature red as blood,
Sweeps past them, poised to attack.
Rust-red wings unfurled,
Teeth as if made of steel,
It turns 'round to glare back.
What she saw in it's eyes,
Those eyes of sulfur yellow,
Was thirst or blood uncurdled.
And dread hit her like a flood.
She feared greatly for the youth,
For the infants,
For her own child,
Though she's yet to concieve.
And the beast's thirst unnerved her.
Again he whispers,
"Something you must know".
And the beast reared up,
Lifted it's head, and bellowed.
The sound shook the mountains,
And the ground beneath rumbled.
She groped for her ears
And bent down in fear,
It all made her nauseous.
Snow crumbled 'round her.
She stumbled onto her side,
Looked up at the creature,
Then fell unconscious.
She felt a crushing pain,
Then only darkness.
She awakes again
Inside that dragon's den,
Feeling a sticky warmth.
She touches her belly,
Then lifts her hand,
All she saw was red.
She moaned, she teared,
A grunt of pain.
This is what she feared.
She didn't want to die,
Not in this other-world.
Could she die?
No certain answer.
She lied there, naked,
Weakly holding herself together,
Pondering so many questions.
Will she die here
Only to wake elsewhere?
As her life fades,
Would she feel that cool grass
Where her body lay?
Her breathing hollowed,
Her heart slowed.
Again she touched her belly.
It was numb.
She let her hand fall
Into the crimson pool beneath.
What's happening? Why?
She barely heard the thump,
As the beast slinked in,
Of her heart's last beat.
One final breath,
Now she saw her end.
With one last impulse,
She looked up
And saw the dragon
Brooding, drooling over her.
She slipped away.
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