Irish Eye's Imagination: The hatchling

Saturday, August 4, 2007

The hatchling

Dragon Hatchling hardly able to stand, Pathetic shrill voice, Without hint of roar. Strange green lizard, With color markings unusual. The other beasts laughed, Poked names of humiliation. Hatchling disillusioned…. ran in haste. Nary to return he vowed. Time was kind and swift, Growing hatchling... Sign in to see full entry.

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