Whirling thunder
Running through
The blackening sky
With a crimson hue
Dragons licking at the sky
Tongues electric rods of light
Griffins roar and Sphinxes sigh
Vanishing into the endless night
Unicorns prance and mermaids sing
Golden crystal bells, they ring
Brave young soldiers battling
Ah, the joys of imagining.

Author's Notes: I wrote this at the library one day, just on a whim. Actually it was inspired by a picture in my history book of the Indian chief Whirling Thunder. I thought that was a very cool name, and so I wanted to use it in something I wrote...and this is what happened!! Special thanks goes out to Cherrelle--she was the one who originally came up with the dragon-tongue lightning idea. I wish I had thought of it, but I didn't, so all the credit for that one goes to her. ;_; ;)