Old as he is.

He darkens the skies.

The Earth itself trembles under the mere flap of his wings.

Old as he is.

He wears his bronze skin as a dog does his fur.

Civilizations perish under his will.

Old as he is.

Men still bow to him,

to call him king.

As do all creatures of the sky.

Old as he is.

He will forever be the king of the skies,

and the lord of the dragons.

For he is the Great Bronze Dragon of the North.

And he shall reign forever.