The ancient scales are amiss, and they will now be set right,
By a wave of true dragons, a sacred rainbow of light.
The ancient Dragons of the Sea now rise from the waves,
As all the Ice Dragons emerge from artic-cold caves.
The mighty Dragons of the Sun descend from the sky,
The very fabric of the air bends to their cry.
The Dragons of Fire explode from magma white hot,
Leaving smoking volcanoes to mark well their last spot.
Now the Dragons of Desert fly with ancient Dragons of Rock,
For the key has now opened the dream world’s mighty lock.
They fly with one purpose for they all come from one source,
The Keeper is now flying, and they all follow his course.
Some choices are made and some are demanded,
An answer to Bracken has now been commanded.
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