On the quest towards a meal for a home
the knight for a mighty throne.
A dragon unslain habiting the castle
something for the knight, yet quite a hassle.

“Oh, old can of Iron Glory,
Willt Du defeat me, or die in glory?”

The dragon almighty, yet kind
spun a wheel, and pressed rewind.
A knight, no longer in his eye,
only a dying man, laughing by.

“Forgive me Dragon, Du hast won,
please send my regards to my wife and my young.”

One moment it happened the next it was gone,
the dragon had slain himself for what he had become.

“Go back in your time, oh knight almighty.
Remember those you love, people like you and me.”

The knight found the rewinder, and so it began,
a new adventure, and more than one.
Never hoping, dreaming to yet be,
the dragon’s words he carried, to places yet to see.