Cry of the Dragon

I cry my silent tears, for I am lonely.
Alone and without the touch of a loving hand.
No words of kindness have passed my way;
No deeds of friendship have I received.

Life is lived in solitude, no sweet tender voices do I hear.
No words of cheer or encouragement. And when I venture
forth into the world of the human creatures , the only
sounds I hear are of disgust, unkind laughter, pity and fear.

My heart cries out for a friend ~ one individual that
will see beyond my scaly skin, my talons long and sharp,
my wings of gossamer leather ~ one that will touch me with
affection and understand that I am simply me, whoever
that may be ~ I am not the monster of thy midnight
dreams, nor the butt of all thy jokes, nor the subject of
unveiled, poorly hidden pity ~ I cry out plaintively to
long-deaf ears ~ I am only me and I long to call thee Friend.


'Tis a map showing the castles of the nobles of Draconia, that thou see'st before thee....please visit each Keep and read of the resident that resides within.....listen, learn and attempt understanding, compassion and kindness.







Image maps made by Lord Tarok, with assistance from Mom and are his property and should not be taken without permission.



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