Tanixalthas, breath of storm and flame,
Devoured Maghak, claimed His name.
Sky Dreaming wings through winter's glare,
She drinks the sun, commands the air.

Eldest Dragon, born of night,
Slumbered deep in firelight.
Planes once shattered fed Her wrath,
Now none may stand along Her path.

No plan, no fear, Her hunger vasta"She strikes alone, fierce to the last.
Yet oath once spoken must be done,
Her word as sharp as setting sun.

Penned by my hand on Gosday, the 22nd of Ios, in the year 11 AC.