I cold as winters kiss bow my head to make a wish. Dragons keep do beware gold and silver brings nothing but disappear.

My frosty tongue lapped and waled while the bird’s stool my view. My breath of brimstone danced in front of me, as night became day. A fire burned out of my soul melting my cold away. I a dragons keep, no normal man can know my wealth, for he will be inside my belly before the dawn can peek. He will know the pain and burden of gold and silver, there wait is greater than any mountain can bear. I am wealthy because I am the dragons keep, though never will my wealth be spent for I’m obsessed with keeping mine safe and neat. I am the dragons keep.

© By Amanda D Shelton