Whispers of the Wyrm invites listeners to a mystical journey beneath the canopy of an enchanted forest. Here lies a dragon, not as a creature of terror but as a sentinel of forgotten lore and serene protector of an unseen world. The ballad weaves the tale of this majestic being whose very existence harmonizes with the melodies of the night, singing the land to sleep with lullabies spun from the threads of the cosmos. Join us as we explore the serene yet powerful presence of a sleeping dragon, whose dreams are the stuff of legends, guarding the peace of a hidden realm with each whispered note, a guardian that brings calm and reassurance to all who hear its song.
In the heart of the forest where old willows weep,
A dragon lies dreaming in caverns so deep,
His scales like the night with a starlight embrace,
Singing songs of a realm that no human can trace.
The wind whispers through leaves laced with gold,
Tales of the hidden where mysteries unfold,
There, dragons are keepers of secrets untold,
Guarding treasures of magic, both gentle and bold.
A lullaby rises like mist in the night,
A melody woven of starlight and light,
Its notes are the whispers of ages gone by,
To soothe the great serpent under the sky's watchful eye.
The world turns in silence while mortals sleep,
The dragon in slumber, his vigil to keep,
For peace in the hidden realm, his song shall not cease,
A ballad of guardians, of beauty, of peace.
Author: William Somero | Published: 12/08/2024 | Last Updated: 10/28/2025
In the heart of the forest where old willows weep, A dragon lies dreaming in caverns so deep, His scales like the night with a starlight embrace, Singing songs of a realm that no human can trace. The wind whispers through leaves laced with gold, Tales of the hidden where mysteries unfold, There, dragons are keepers of secrets untold, Guarding treasures of magic, both gentle and bold. A lullaby rises like mist in the night, A melody woven of starlight and light, Its notes are the whispers of ages gone by, To soothe the great serpent under the sky's watchful eye. The world turns in silence while mortals sleep, The dragon in slumber, his vigil to keep, For peace in the hidden realm, his song shall not cease, A ballad of guardians, of beauty, of peace.Author: William Somero | Published: 12/08/2024 | Last Updated: 10/28/2025