In the land of endless twilight, where the heavens kiss the sea,
Lived a maiden named Ruby, in Asgard wild and free.
Her hair a cascade of fire, her eyes two stars aglow,
With the strength of the ancients and a heart as pure as snow.
Ruby roamed the valleys, beneath the sky so grand,
Till one fateful morn she ventured to a distant strand.
There, in the golden light, where the sun kissed the coast,
A mighty dragon named Shenlong was seen by her the most.
Shenlong, of the Gold Coast, with scales of emerald hue,
Eyes like liquid sunlight, and wings that cleave the blue.
He was a guardian of treasures, of wisdom long and deep,
Yet in his solitary vigil, he dreamt when he would sleep.
Ruby and Shenlong, two spirits wild and vast,
In that serendipitous moment, their destinies were cast.
She approached with fearless grace, as he watched with gentle awe,
Their souls entwined in silence, a love without a flaw.
She whispered, I am Ruby, from Asgard’s lofty throne,
I seek not gold or power, but a heart to call my own.
He replied with thunderous purr, I am Shenlong, guardian old,
In you, I see my mirror, a heart as brave and bold.
Together they adventured, across the realms and skies,
Through fields of blooming violets, and where the phoenix flies.
In caves of ancient secrets, and meadows kissed by frost,
They shared their tales and dreams, not a moment was lost.
Ruby rode on Shenlong’s back, to the highest peaks of lore,
Where they watched the worlds below, and dreamed of something more.
She sang of love and valor, he roared in harmony,
Their song a testament to a love that set them free.
Yet, in the heart of twilight, where the realms begin and end,
A shadow loomed to challenge the love that would not bend.
A sorcerer of midnight, with envy black as night,
Sought to tear them asunder, to quench their brilliant light.
With Ruby’s strength and Shenlong’s might, they faced the darkened foe,
Their love a blazing beacon in the lands of ice and woe.
The battle fierce, the night so long, till dawn broke clear and bright,
They stood victorious, love’s champion, bathed in morning light.
And so their legend flourished, across the seas and stars,
Ruby and Shenlong, a tale sung in Asgard’s halls and far.
They built a home where heavens meet, a castle in the sky,
With love that bloomed eternal, beneath the watchful eye.
In the heart of every story, in the soul of every dream,
Lives the love of Ruby and Shenlong, a never-ending gleam.
A tale of promise, adventure, and a love that dares the fates,
A story ever woven by the hand that creates.