by Isabel | April 29, 2015
Silent flight, soundless in deep blue wind, Descending from nowhere, a giant black shape against the painted sun. Rising again, and finally shakes the earth on dropping down. Her shadowy sea-wave spines, roughly notched scales of murky violet, She startles at a sound, ears flicking backward, and turns her gaze, She charges ahead with terrifying, thunderous stomps, Steaming breath and coal black eyes, with stony form and jagged claw. But then, her fearsome bearing ceases, she gently tucks her head, Unfurls her wings of dandelion tuft, and smoothly lifts to the heavens again. Silent flight, soundless in deep blue wind.