Blinding light enveloped everything that he could see
deafened by the roaring flames, he stumbled silently
few had managed to prepare a strong defensive spell
and most had perished in a way the hero knew too well
Stupefied by such a force like none he’d ever known
showing just as much mercy as he had ever shown
the hero noticed something in that sea of flames was wrong
he wondered how he’d managed to survive the fire so long
He looked down at his hands expecting nothing there but smoke
and found that he was wrapped in flames like some protective cloak
nothing near the hero was affected by the flame
the grass beneath his feet was green despite the fire that came
Then upon the grass he noticed two men that he knew
the prince and red-eyed demon quickly came into his view
and when he reached his hand out to them then he understood
the fire around him felt the way his missing magic should
He wasted no time saving both the men from certain death
though they had been injured by the dragon’s fearsome breath
expanding his own spell as far and quickly as he could
succeeding just before they would have both been lost for good
Surrounded by the chaos of the dragon’s might flame
a feeling of nostalgia soon displaced his fear and shame
finally he felt the power he had missed so long
and with each second bathed in fire his power grew more strong
From where he stood he could confirm his friends were both alive
now that he was strong again, his friends would all survive
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no longer would fate lead him through this long and senseless war
he wouldn’t have to fight without a purpose anymore
He laughed with glee at how much clearer things were suddenly
again he’d walk the the hero’s path he claimed so rightfully
smiling as he let the dragon’s fire dance all around
taking in the beauty of the embers on the ground
Time was hard to tell but when the fire began to die
he looked up through the clouds of smoke and saw a starry sky
later when he finally released his shielding spell
he realised he’d chased away the dragon back to hell
“No matter when or where, that dragon knows I can’t be beat
it just took some time for me to get back on my feet”
one the ground had cooled he sat beside the sleeping foes
the soothing smell of smoke and ashed dancing on his nose
He took a deep breath, daydreaming of what was next to come
he wondered if he might even look too happy to some
but suddenly he felt a chill crawl up and down his back
he looked around and wondered what on earth would dare attack
The smoke was hard to see through but his senses now were keen
nothing that would stalk him had a chance to go unseen
he strained his eyes to make out what was out there in the haze
feeling like a helpless little child lost in a maze
Away from both his friends, the hero stumbled through the night
but anywhere the hero looked, no monster came in sight
the more he strained his eyes to see, the darker it became
it didn’t even help him see to summon his own flame
The fire he held in both his hands was there behind a shroud
as if he’d been enveloped by a sickening black cloud
he shouted out for help but couldn’t hear his voice at all
not that anyone was there to hear the hero’s call
“Do you not know who I am you monster, show yourself
are you some old wizard, some old mage or forest elf”
though he’d long been justified in taking lives to live
he knew their must be some who’d find him harder to forgive
He cried out countless times but all his senses seemed to fail
as if he’d fallen from the world into a formless jail
he couldn’t even feel himself, the darkness there was all
then somehow he saw a figure near him, standing tall
He was unsure how so dark a figure could stand out
he tried to calling out to it, but still he couldn’t shout
then the shadow in the darkness seemed to turn around
the hero saw a face that drove his heart into the ground
A ghostly smile that split the darkness filled him with despair
he tried to run and then to fight, but he was still nowhere
the shadow moved toward the hero holding out its hand
it whispered something in a voice he couldn’t understand
Finally the hero’s fear began to manifest
flames of chaos swirled within the mighty hero’s chest
he heard the shadow laughing as he landed with a thud
blacking out soon after to the taste of dirt and blood
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