The Island Prophecy

Look at the ocean, shimmering with blue

Beyond, hiding in fog, islands await you

Ambitious ones want all the expanse

Tropical weather? Not in this circumstance

Just split the land! the owl queen will hoot

But no one listens, they all want the loot

That, even Map Dragons fail to locate

Known just to a Sail Dragon and his mate

Femmes of Fortune, unite together

Hybrids hatched the night dark as raven's feather

The island tribes and all the treasure

Is much much more than one could ever measure

To end? Crucial death approaches your feet

Try to defend, but stones break your poor feet

Alas, only one shall own anything

The gloryful powers, treasure sparkling

All six tribes will bow hail to but one queen

Her island nature is not to be seen

'till jewels that glow with truth adorn her head

"Must heed her actions," warns dragon with dread