Seamount
Four forms of dragon spawned from fire
The first to fall was Air in their chain of tall mountains, where winds howl songs and screams
masters were named from the proud dragons of Cone eruptions.
The Fire islands rose in a series of volcanic shields
long thought dormant
cracked surfaces like a birthing egg to breathe
Shield dragons dripped smoke and life
In Earth’s plateaus, Fissure dragons crawled
Salamanders slithering from rivers of dripping magma
like the earth’s skin broke
and red-hot blood came oozing out.
In the deep darkness of the ocean,
bone-crushing cold was warmed anew by the ancient mouths.
Yawning up from deep, magma bubbles
it shatters into volcanic glass and frothing gasses
a birthplace guarded by toxic haloes.
The dragons born from those flows
braved the darkness and deathly cold
before they could take a breath and rise in flight.
To a Seamount dragon, the cold and dark is nothing to fear.
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Very creative and fun to read. I love the following lines very much!
Yawning up from deep, magma bubbles
it shatters into volcanic glass and frothing gasses
a birthplace guarded by toxic haloes.
well done! <3