Purple sunlight glittered upon a windswept plain.
Our green scaled hero stood and heard an animal scream in pain.
The hero’s ears pricked forward, and they took a leaping stride,
To discover their faithful steed writhing upon its side.
The hero cast a glance upon the vast, rolling landscape
As they sat next to their steed and stroked firmly its nape.
With a swift movement, the hero drew from their sheaf a knife
And plunged it into their steed to take the steed’s dear life.
A single golden tear rolled down the hero’s face.
The hero dropped their head and thought some silent words of grace.