In a room without window
In the tower without a door
He lay there in darkness
Chained to the floor

The one who shan't be named
He who was the master of all
It needed a courageous mutiny
To bring down his fall

They had come from all sides
Flying on their brooms
With no escape in sight
He was trapped in his room

He always had an option
He could've always used some magic
But he was tired of running away
He was tired of using magic

Down on his knees
He surrendered willingly
But his resolve was still strong
He won't speak up that easily

They had used their best of spells
They had summoned their strongest wands
But he wasn't the one to fear
He was the master of those lands

He knew they won't kill him
He was their only key
To that door to the past
A way to change history

He softly touched his robe
It was still safe in there
The tiny vial of liquid
Which contained a drop of flare

He swayed his hand in air
Summoning the blue mist
Within a matter of some seconds
There appeared his wild beast

Scales of orange and yellow
Its wings made of fire
With it all healing tears
It was a sight to admire

Master swayed his hands again
He didn't need his wand
There was another blue mist
And the vial was in his hand

The beast picked it up instantly
It knew what to do
And just like it had appeared
It disappeared without a clue

"Go far, my friend
Fly away to safety
You're the last resistance
To save the dying humanity"

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