The Finality of Who Jafira is:

*More so a speech then poem*

Who am I really?

I am someone who loves fantasy, mystery, life and the paranormal, someone who explores the great wilderness and strives to be different from everyone else, defies society as it is, flaunts his uniqueness in public, believes in energy and magic, while traveling everywhere to the sound of amazing new music. One who helps good friends and strangers to the detriment of himself, cares not for the perceptions of others, and lives each day as if it were his last.

Someone from another world and another life, an alien mind, a dragon lost in a world of man, desperately trying to fit in while not losing himself, someone who connects with other dragons of his past for guidance, Jafira for his youth and playfulness, Veltra for his wisdom, and intellect, as well as his past perception Korageth for his strength pride and will! I am someone who isn't afraid to play with the forces of the unknown, or seek his own path in life.

Someone who will climb the highest peak and gaze down in awe at Gods great creations, one who seeks to enjoy the peace of nature, and explore unknown areas in search of new adventures that others believe cannot possibly exist, one who spends his free times studying lost knowledge in the tops of forest trees in a hidden oasis in the desert, far from civilization, free to be with creation and the beauty around him.

Someone who has lived his life with much pain and suffering and has learned to always persevere for the greater reward, someone who has seen his past demolished and heartbroken can still look to the future bright eyed with the knowledge that his past was good, someone who has been hurt and alone and though weary to give his heart, can truly appreciate the warmth and undeserved love that a relationship can give.

A writer who writes tales of the world he believed to be his home, the creatures he wishes he could meet again, his characters sacrificing their lives always for the benefit of the greater good, an artist at heart who though lacking of his own skill can see the deep heart, individual skill and effort in the artwork of others, cherishing the work placed in each stroke. A poet in the darker depths of his mind, and one given to long speeches to no one but the spirits and nature around him.

Someone who had cloaked himself in darkness because no one showed him the light, a simple man, who wants nothing more then a simple life, a peaceful life to follow his dreams, to fulfill his ambitions, to rest, to sleep, to love, to be loved, and to sit upon the mountains with his friends and love ones, watching the blazing sunset in the distance, and learning to rest happily with those he can love and trust. Nothing more.

That is who I am...