A Maiden Waits

 In shadowed mountains high and grand,

A castle stands, carved by time's hand.

Beneath its walls, a maiden waits,

For a knight with courage, to change their fates.

A serpent soars with wings spread wide,

Fire from its breath, fierce as the tide.

With fangs like daggers, and scales of night,

It coils and slithers, a fearsome sight.

Yet love’s true power can conquer the flame,

As hearts entwine, igniting the same.

A maiden and knight, their bond will grow,

In the heart of the mountain, where legends flow.

In a valley deep where shadows play,

With mountains high and skies of gray,

A castle stands on a rugged crest,

Where whispers linger, and legends rest.

A maiden fair with a golden crown,

In the tower's keep, she looked down,

Her heart was brave, her spirit bright,

She dreamed of dragons that danced in flight.

Beyond the hills where the wild winds moan,

A serpent soared on scales of bone,

With fangs like daggers and eyes of flame,

The fire-breathing beast was its name.

It coiled atop the craggy stone,

In the twilight's glow, it reigned alone,

With wings unfurled, it claimed the sky,

A fearsome sight that made hearts sigh.

The knight arrived with his polished sword,

A valiant heart, his courage adored,

He climbed the path to the castle's gate,

To win the maiden, to challenge fate.

With each brave step, he felt the heat,

Of the dragon’s breath, fierce and sweet,

But in his heart, he knew the truth,

To conquer fear is the mark of youth.

And there he stood, the knight so bold,

Before the dragon, a tale retold,

“Come forth, great beast, and let us dance,

For both our destinies share a chance. ”

The dragon roared, a sound profound,

Echoing through the hallowed ground,

With scales that shimmered like stars at night,

It twisted and turned, preparing to fight.

With claws that could tear through stone and air,

It slithered forth with a regal stare,

The knight held fast, his heart alight,

In the face of danger, he stood upright.

Fire arced from the dragon’s maw,

A brilliant blaze that left in awe,

But the knight did not falter, nor turn away,

He raised his shield to block the fray.

Through sparks and flames, their dance began,

An ancient story of beast and man,

The maiden watched with bated breath,

As courage clashed with the threat of death.

In the heat of the battle, a bond was forged,

As both their fates in the fire emerged,

With every strike and every roar,

A tale of legend, forever more.

At last, the knight, with a clever ploy,

Showed the dragon an act of joy,

Instead of a sword, he offered a hand,

For peace and friendship, together they'd stand.

The dragon paused, its eyes aglow,

In that moment, a friendship began to grow,

No longer a foe, but a guardian true,

Together they'd soar in skies of blue.

The maiden smiled from her tower high,

As the knight and dragon took to the sky,

A bond of honor, fierce and bright,

A tale of courage, love, and light.

So if you stand where the mountains rise,

And hear the wings of dragons in the skies,

Remember the story, the knight and the flame,

For in the heart of legends, love is the name.