The dragon’s lair beckons you –
Smokey incense trails billow from their gaping mouths
filling the air with acrid plumes of hazy smoke.
Dark bilious columns twist and coil, as
they slither in unison – sisters and brothers as one.
The dragon’s lair entices you –
welcomes you, as it
hypnotizes you with each terrifying stare.
You are solid stone – your heavy soul unmovable, unable to exact.
Your thoughts …
The dragon’s lair controls YOU.