Hatched of ice and hatched of night,
Hatched of blue forever bright,
Blessed with powers they do not know,
Hatched with powers to kill or to save
One who never shares what she needs,
Whose fire burns all scales at touch,
She who hates as she pleases,
One who grew up without multitude,
He who is loved,
He who saves a life,
She yearns for what not her own,
She who yearns for death of earth,
They who are young of age,
They who have been hate,
They who will save,
Once were lost, but will be found,
Come together or start a war,
When the three moons were full and bright,
A dragonet has hatched.
Hatched of Sea and hatched of Sand,
The start of a fight,
Do not trust,
Do not die,
For the mountain will become soaked in blood and tears.
Save the blood or all will die.
Beware they who are not what they seem.
These two shall come together
Two shall end the fight they start.
Two shall live, one will die.
When all that is needed is found.