"Well it makes a difference" the boy stuttered

And the dragon sniffed

"So my life is worth living

And you think it is justice you're giving?

No, boy you are wrong

You are cold and heartless

No matter what they say

I am not the beast

I am but the prey

They have come to this mountain

Only to kill me, not to look me in the eyes

Who can kill a monster

When they see but surprise?

I don't understand

And I probably never will

Why humans think

The solution is to kill.

No little boy

Return to your home

And remember the thought

That you have been bought."