The Dragon and the Unicorn Pt VII

Storming the Dragon's Hall

There were no flying banners,
No trumpets, no fanfare.
He walked into the great hall
And announced his presence.
Immediately he was siezed,
Bound, and broken,
The horn was sawed off,
The whiskers shaved,
The hooves shattered on the anvil.
"Look at him now!" roared the black one.
"Look at this billy goat I've conquered.
But in the morning his cell was empty
And so was the hall,
Where last night the laughter had echoed.
The dragon saw him on the hilltop
Bathed in sunrise.
The first rays of morning glistened
Upon the tip of the new-grown horn.