The Useless Krampus
Do you know of Christmas time. A day of gifts and joy sublime. A time of laughter, feasts and more... Yet do you know all that's in store.
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Do you know of Christmas time. A day of gifts and joy sublime. A time of laughter, feasts and more... Yet do you know all that's in store.
There is old memory in snow*,. Fox, pheasant, rabbit, and crow,. Footprints to the past, and forest magic revealed,. A world within a world, adults conceal,.
Joey. I love him. But he all ready has a girlfriend. Honey. She's a unicorn. Did I forget to mention that our whole world is made up of mythical creatures. I'm a centaur.
DragonLand is a series of story's about dragons, riders, and many other fantastical creatures that lives on the ( supposedly) mythical island of Istaria.
"Oh gosh. It stinks in here!" I complained as we walked into Lucas' room. It was his idea for me to hide out in his room and it was huge.
In the dark of the night I walked, As raindrops cleansed my face.. Around me the enchanted forest talked, I hastned; quickened my pace..
The current guides her Through the waves, She makes her home In underwater caves. Her beauty unmatched, Her red hair flows, With the sun on her tail, Her scales glow.
This poem was inspired by the song "Anything For You" from the band "Ludo" I have ventured to the farthest reaches of cold space And walked on worlds where brave men dare not roam Spoken to the...
Giant blue circles like two moons in front of me shone. Their somehow perplexing light, illuminated a nose, not just any nose, a dragon nose, my mouth dropped open a little.
The eternal wintery turmoil of a divided soul stirs to reposition itself beside the fireplace that is a heart.
Ivory sand shimmers in scorching, crimson sun. Sparkling, aquamarine water shines like an expanse of precious crystals. Thunderous hooves gallop swiftly across the marble seashore.
The ground was hard, cold and slippery, a combination of rocks, scree, drifting snow and a thick layer of ice.
In the cold reaches of Tibet, where peace reigns supreme, a sleepy old dragons slumbers and snores. His breath warming his toes.
Rough red scales, Shiny piercing eyes. Two flared nostrils, A heart that never dies. A beak of fire, A mind of thought. A secret kept safely; Yet to be caught. Two huge wings, Talons sharp and rough.
Intimidatingly large. Nails and teeth are suitably sharp. Scales like armour and a forked tongue. Tail that could break you, one swipe and your gone. To us humans this creature's to fear.
Bruised, purple clouds plague the glowing, golden sky. Thunder rips through the tranquil silence in ear splitting booms.
We journey down the calm polluted rivers Our wounded drank from the hidden fountain of youth to heal quicker We passed through the Forest of Light - the home of the Elves Who recently crossed over...
I fell in love With a dragon, From the days Of old, Eyes of gold, Skin a purple-silver, Scales a-shimmer, Teeth as long As my forearm, Deadly jaws, Foot-long claws, Fiercely beautiful, Winged...
Tentacles of dazzling, crimson fire whip and slice through the icy, ebony sky. Putrid, onyx smoke curls and twirls into the shining, jewelled heavens.
Thank you to the lovely @mpallister for picking my piece as the winner, there was some great entries. Ok so I have to pick something for you guys to describe in some detail and that is............
Whispers passed from tree to tree, Forest magic and creatures free, Faeries dance across moonlit ponds, Their queen, dutiful to her royal bonds, Felfyre banished, ancient foes, Come to the forest,...
The mistress of the night looks up at the night sky and scowls, something is missing - something important. A black velvet cloak falls behind her heels as she walks the horizon.
Sing. Dancing. Lure you in. Ring. Mushrooms. Delicate wings. Dream. Stumble. Can't resist. Daze. Foggy. Will you be missed. Eyes. Violet. Tiny, cold. Skin. Porcelain. Hands to hold. Join. Circle.
Burning ruby eyes pierce the ink black night. Ancient constellations glow and gleam like diamonds high in the ebony heavens. Shining coal black scales covered the ferocious body.