I’ve opened a door,
It led to a dragon.
I entered its lure,
and asked it my question.
It gave me no answer, for it was friends with the devil.
An enormous scaled monster, huge and pure evil.
Its voice like a curse, Its pages were blank,
And blood was his thirst, not simply a prank.
I was scared by its magic,
but wanted its wisdom.
It made me ecstatic,
I gave it my freedom.
It trapped me inside,
and kept me a secret.
Forever I was tied,
I could only regret.
Who or what is Endimion? An invention of my imagination,
Or simply an abomination?
I shall keep on reading this book
And never put it down
For my life is what it took
So hopefully my sorrows it will drown.
-Lady Ink
This is a poem that i wrote based on the book Endymion Springs ...
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