The Sea Dragon (vengeance of the ocean spirit. pt1)
By Andrew Hide
He rose up out the ocean, like a mountain on the rise, his wings, slowly beating, and to the air he flies. His eyes are glowing, ruby, as he looks across the land and over fields and meadows, this place he once was band. The bathers all run blindly from this Dragon of the sea, and as he hovers; watching; he lets his vengeance free. No more rubbish will be left upon the ocean floor, he'll clean this filthy land, with the fire from his roar. He's had enough of sewage, and debris in the sea, he's touched the oceans spirit, and plans to set it free. Written February 19th, 2002 © on Jun 02 2002 01:22 AM PST, Andrew Hide 0 • 10
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"He rose up out the ocean,..."