That turqouise dragon that floats upon a cloud in the dark hazy soaked sky,
That beautiful woman with long red hair and an ivy bracelet to go with her archer life,
Her name was Rayne, lady dragon rider,
Always with her faithful dragon beside her,
Princess of blades princess of war,
Princess who has never fallen to the floor,
Dragon Rider Rayne who has the power like no other,
But chooses her power to help one another.
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Sorry. This may be boring. I felt bored. But I wanted to type.
