A creature known for strong lusty desires.
His great hoard of the silver and of the gem,
Were naught but a mask to hide secrets within.
The Wyrm is a monster of ages long past.
A creature known for his anger, his wrath.
All shook with fear when in a rage he'd come,
Seeking revenge for a wrong once done.
The Wyrm is a guardian of ages long past.
A creature known for ideals aeons forgotten.
His promise once given was part of his bone,
Keeping his word to those long gone.
The Wyrm is an angel of ages long past.
A creature known for compassionate care.
Those he protected no harm would come,
He kept them all safe in the moon or the sun.
The Wyrm is a being of ages long past.
A creature known to be mythical in nature.
But those who listen to the wind can hear,
The whisper of his voice and know he's still here.