I am a white dragon in a world of blackness

Standing on a planet covered in fine white dust.

Seeing the moon caress the morning sky.

Coughing, sneezing. Wind spinning all around.

I walk where no one has walked before.

Without moving the clouds

I smile where everyone doesn't smile anymore.

Covering everyone with faerie dust.

Everything in this world is covered with a fine porcelain dust.

Silica sand, Grey particles sand.

Softly the wind picks up

Slowly the air starts to move.

Where is this place

How did I come to be one of few who walk with out walking.

I fly with out flying.

Gently softly your feet touch the ground.

Slowly quickly your wings grasp the wind.

Covered in a fine white dust

She awakens. She growls after an eternal slumber.

Who is at my window I ask.

Where is the soft gentle blue colouring that is making me sleep.

Who is the soft gentle faerie who begs to be let in.

As I wake on this day of sleep.

As the dust slowly is moved aside by forces unseen.

The winged horses rise above on wings of silver and jade.

The scales of the red dragon Bleed as the black dragon savagely devours its morning meal.

Black as night. Red as crimson, Yellow as the burning hot sun.

The sky was filled with dragons. Only one stayed Visible throughout the night.

Through the darkest of night. The Black Dragon flys above.

Savagely devouring the Red dragon who flys over head.

Screaming in eternal pain, Being reborn every morning

This is the fate of the Red Dragon. To be reborn like the Phoenix out of fire.

This is the day where everyone sees the world as it is.

The fabric between is ripped away.

Have you seen a herd of unicorns run by.

Have you felt the freedom caused by the eternal night.

How did you sleep last night.

How did you awake this morning.

Who smiled at you when you rolled over.

Me I slept alone but always dreamed.

I met someone terrified of being woken up.

No amount of reassurance could protect her.

People are afraid of themselves.

I am one of the few who have the strength.

I am a prince in a world of queens

I am the black dragon rider wielding a blade of black ebony.

Like a phoenix I am reborn.

Like the dragon I am the darkness.

I am love as it was meant to be.

Full of Pain, full of anger. Within it all is that soft caress.

Gently flowing like a river stream.

I love me. Do you Love yourself. These are the questions that are asked.