The night of the lonely one,
Who chose to be away from fun.
It's eyes that glitter in the time of flight,
While it gently fights in the moonlight.
As it begins to descend,
You can hear it trying so hard to ascend.
It's wings are blue,
And it is too...
Oh, the life of a dragon that I always imagine!
No one can unmatch the beauty of the Ice Dragons...