One Thrown

A gate hidden among rocks and dust, can be found by only two.
Inside this hidden place is stone arch ways holding up the long and winding paths.
This place has power for both of them, the light and dark.
Their powers are from this place and only here, is one single thrown.
A war awoken their powers and living among the living, now like others before them they have to balance it all out.
One will stand.
One will fall.
That is just the way it is, there is no middle.

Once royalty locked the darkness inside of the light, hoping to end the war before it started.
It worked, only to be weakened.
Sending them away and others only weakened, that cage that belonged to the darkness.
Tampering with this power weakened the cage more until it was free.
Now they face off.
Only one can truly win and with in wining this, fight will determine that war so far away.

Dragons live in this place, that is so well hidden from prying eyes.
They are the true source of their riders powers, they rage in a battle just like their masters.

Who will take it all?
Who will fall?
To soon to tell, the future events for them haven’t happened yet.

Push and pull they will in a tug a war that wont end until someone pulls hard enough.
The light has more help then the dark, but the dark is resourceful and won’t give up so easy.

Be ready for this war.
Be ready for this earth shaking battle.

Hold tight to what you know, because only that will save you from their powers.
And pray--pray that the light wins, for if the darkness wins all will end with in seconds and a world forgotten and lost will come back ten fold and there will be no chance to even save that world.
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This one sort of goes a long with my poem "Something Old=Something New"