Rumors Of The Dragon Cave

​I told them the truth, but they won't believe me! The dragon is real!

​I saw it while scavenging booze on the outer rims of our territory. When I stumbled into that cave and met its ferocious gaze, eyes glowing with mystical light - I turned 'round like a whirlwind and dashed off!

​The others spit and laugh at me! So what if I gulped down a little moonshine while out and about? I know what I saw!

​I trust my scientific instincts, but no one else will.

​The others don't believe in the existence of the Dragon Sword. They think it's just a fable from a bygone era. But the existence of real dragons would explain the origin of our large fossilized bone deposits and could fill the gaps in our proposed ancestry of the Draconian Vulture.

​If I found the Dragon Sword and retrieved it from it's forgotten cavern, I could add credence to my theory. Until then, I'd be the laughingstock of my peers if I revealed my true thesis...

​Keep your nimble fingers close, don't venture into caves and cliffs ​A dragon guards the lonely tunnels, sleeping, quiet, stiff

​It holds a sword inside its maw, but do not grab it, little one ​To keep your fingers, one through ten, you'd have to quickly run

​For tiny hands and pockets, its sword's just way too big ​And with bared fangs to block it, the dragon's just too quick

​So keep away from Dragon's Maw, stay home and near the city ​Do not take what isn't yours, and keep your fingers pretty