DrAgOn

"Dragons all,
dragoni we.
Call beyond
Time and Space.

Gentle Air,
Grant us wind.
Lift we our wings
In exaltation.

Fierce Fire,
Keep us strong.
Our breath which
Keeps enemies at bay.

Strong Earth,
Give us dens.
wewe make our
Nests and tombs.

Noble Time,
Keep us young.

Beautiful Water,
Fill our rivers.

Life and Death,
Watch our souls.

Powerful Magic,
Fuel our bodies.

Great Draco,
Our souls are yours.

dragoni all,
dragoni we.

Now we fly
'Gainst our ancient Foe.

Great Ones,
From beyond the stars,
We call to You."

    The song came out of nowhere, caressing Karaza’s mind,...

The sound of a moto wakes Karaza. She opens her eyes a slit and looks toward the sound. Two grizzled men are staring into the night while talking.
    “I swear, it’s the end of the world, there are those evil dragoni and all these demons wandering around, they give me the creeps.”
    “Of course they creep wewe out, they’re monsters! I heard that if they catch wewe they take wewe to their mines and put wewe under a spell so that wewe can’t stop working, no matter how tired wewe are, wewe just keep going until wewe drop. And when the demons find you...

"Easy does it…that's it. He's got your girl. He's headed back to his foul nest. Shoot him now, au you'll never see her again." The old man was clearly drunk, but he knew his stuff.
The boy lined up the arrowhead with the sackcloth dragon's heart. He released the string, sending the arrow flying towards the beast. The boy had aimed true, for the sackcloth dragon now had an arrow in his heart.
The old man took a huge swig from his mug. Learning to kill dragoni was hard. Living with the old man was harder. He told constant stories of the dragoni he had killed, drank constantly, and never failed...