Helpless (an acrostic poem)

Hurrying down the dimly lit hallway, Chronus kept his mace handy.

Every step he took brought him closer to the dragon

Listening in between breathes, Chronus tried to locate the beast

Perspiration dripped into his eyes, stinging him and causing his vision to blur

Laughter boomed through the space causing Chronus to doubt why he came here

Especially since he didn’t stand a chance to win

Still he let loose a roar as he charged in the direction of the laughter

Sometimes you had to accept your fate