The Hunt

The glaring sun blazes overhead.
A dragon flies with intent.
Clouds are blown on a harsh breeze.
There is a sense of power.

A dragon flies with intent.
His powerful wings flap forcefully.
There is a sense of power.
Shadows are cast upon the doomed.

The dragon's powerful wings flap forcefully.
Scales gleam and glimmer, reflecting blinding light.
Shadows are cast upon the doomed.

Clouds are blown on a harsh breeze.
Scales gleam and glimmer, reflecting blinding light.
It is the time of the hunt.
The glaring sun blazes overhead.