The Girl and the Dragon

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The dragon was born from the wrath of a girl,

hatred fertilized and hatched from a blazing pearl.

The woman descended from the ashy skies,

moans of agony she birthed and cried.

In an aura of sunlight her body was cloaked,

fabricating the son of the stars, in fire he was soaked.

Her rage could not be quelled,

feeding indomitable power to the dragon's vengeful spell.

The great red dragon had found a new host,

breath of fire he snorted and smoked.

Wings spread wide he devoured and choked,

the woman clothed in sun, a great shadow she evoked.

The hatred of a single girl gave birth to the beast,

with a defeated sigh, Pandora's box was unleashed.

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