Spife -

I ventured deep, Into the surrounding tree line, And I saw unimaginable things, So much beauty, untouched by humanity. So raw, like honey from the comb, Growth unbridled by anything at all. I couldn’t sleep at all that first night on the island. There were creatures, like nothing seen before, The likes of many that I tried to catalogue. How come, on this island, everything’s brand new. This island, Provides me with rest. Yet even still, Curiosity has not be met. What lies unfound, What mysteries has yet been met. I’ll be the one to find them, I’ll search until my hearts content. This islands mysteries Continuously astound me! At the peak of the mountain, I see it all. The shape of the island, the snaking paths of the rivers. It’s beauty leaves me speechless. And it’s in this moment, a shadow covers me, A shape from above, wings bigger than anything. And a guttural sound cascading down, means only one thing. It could only be a dragon!