Halt! I cry, my sword drawn

The dragons before me quiver, 

Fear clouding their gaze

Power creates adrenaline

That rushes through my veins 

I wave my sword, the battle

Rages on around me

The heat of battle surges

Enveloping me in the hazy, red tunnel vision 

That appears in the most intense of wars

At last, at last, 

I emerge, dripping, from the lake that 

Dragons drove me to

The blade of my once-more triumphant sword

Glistens in the early morning

Sunlight 

The cheers of my fellow warriors surround me

As I raise my arms above my head, 

Soaking in the glory of yet another victory

The sun casts a glow upon the world

Warming my shoulders down to my 

Toes

Happiness and glory threatens to

Overwhelm me

But-

What is this?

I feel a tug at my sleeve

An invisible force has 

Pulled me out

Of the incredible world found inside 

The red covers of a book

Reality rushes back

I feel a homesickness 

For a place I have never truly been