Waldon here and I think I'll share my thoughts on the "extinction" of the dinosaurs.

I want you to picture something. An earth from a billion years ago. Lush forests and great trees that reach high above and touch the very heavens above. But, this changes! It becomes evident that soon there will be a change; all will soon know. For it will soon be announced by it's deathly herald: a sky filled with light and fire! Now with only minutes to spare the massive heads of thousands, millions, of reptilian heads raise above the ground. Now, you think to yourself, the great light and flaming death from the cold space above will shatter on contact with the earth and raise clouds of dust and dirt that will cloud the sun, blot out the moon and stars and destroy the world as it was known for millions of years. Beginning the ushering of a new ice age.

You would be wrong.

As those heads raised above the trees, a pair of great yellow eyes stared balefully at the incoming murder. It knew. The great beast had grown strong and tall on instinct alone, and yet it knew what was coming in the very depths of it's minuscule mind. And understanding dawned! The great reptiles all knew what they must do, what their call will be! The real reason that they had become the kings and queens of the earth and sea. Against the fire filled backdrop of the falling sun stood a single shape. A shape known as regal to all that saw it, a shape that filled every eye and mind with nothing but fear and awe; The Tyrannosaurus Rex. You see it's strong brows, strong enough to break diamond along it's planes, the strong legs tensing, and great teeth grinding as it turned its terrible eyes toward the great voyager before it... and spoke in a voice deeper than we can ever comprehend, maybe not even in a voice! Just a thought so strong that all across the great continent it was embedded in the mind of every living thing!

"Now mammals, you are small and weak. We are doomed, but we will fall for you to stand. Flee the burning!"

Yes. Yes, I'm sure you shuddered as you read this. It was a memory embedded into the very genetics of our being. A code added to our DNA that even now remembers the sacrifice made for us. But a sacrifice for what? You ask. There was nothing to fight! I beg to differ. You see, that was no normal asteroid. You know where I'm going with this.

That asteroid was a ship! A vessel from the deep cold sent here for some unearthly and horrible reason that we cannot comprehend, but we all fear. Oh, you laugh! But what do you know? Oh, I know. I know everything about this. Do not doubt my words, heathen.  On that rock there were Others. Others that wanted to steal the very life and soul from this planet!

The great Dinosaurs knew this! They had no way of knowing, but when They came close, the great Dinosaurs felt it deep in their beings, what they were meant to do! Maybe it was some purpose instilled in them from some great Being Above, who knows?, maybe it was some sudden parallel evolution brought by the circumstances around them that gave them their first, and last, noble thought- but without that chance that they gave us, the freedom those great beasts fought for, we would all have been destroyed before we even began!

Now, the battle was great. Led in their charge by the most noble King of Reptilians, The T-Rex, the Dinosaurs all gathered. Predators and Prey. Hunters and Hunted. All differences cast aside now in the most important of times. Again, the King raised his head, and all did bow and listen before him . . .

"My brothers, my sisters, we are a dying breed."

There was no stir among the great assembly before him.

"We know of what will come soon. We know what it will do."

Silent consent from the millions gathered.

"We must save the Small Ones. Our time has come, theirs must come to fulfillment. We know."

All the bowed head's raised. The great yellow eyes of the King turned back towards the falling fire. Suddenly, the world was shaking! The very earth screamed it's protest as the unwholesome Others brought their parasitic decay to the once pure Mother Earth!

"They come! We fight!"

And the thousands, millions, nay, billions of Dinosaurs raised to their feet and screamed their defiance! The sound reverberated off the the very sky! A sound of their defiance and nobility! As one they turned and walked into the fire and light! The mass of bodies, quickly enveloped by the near supersonic wave of dust and wind, disappeared.

That was the last that any mammal has since set eyes on the great beasts. But some of us know exactly what happened in that infernal conglomeration of dirt and unholy gale, we know. They fought! They fought to their last claw! The Great Fliers! The Regal Herbivores! The Ferocious Carnivores! They all gave their all to holding off the threat from beyond! Who knows how the Tyrannosaurus finally passed on? His once great crown touching the defiled earth touched by the horrid Others. But I think, before his legacy disappeared, he stood on the bodies of the no doubt thousands of defeated enemies before him and looked towards the beginnings of man; and smiled. Smiled his great grin as only a creature with as terrible a maw as his own could.

The dinosaurs were ended that fateful day.

Now, we live in a world where we protect ourselves. Can you not hear it now? The voice of the King? He praises us. We did good, I think.


Anyways... I just wasted at least 10 minutes of your time, with something you probably didn't want to read but expected there to be something worthwhile at the end, that you're never going to get back. Congrats. :P Good night all!
-Waldon

Waldon here and I think I've had inspiration.
From looking out the window at the frozen condensation.

"A walk," says I, "to gain myself a tree!"
Of course I've long gotten over my bad knee.

So off to Bre's we walk, Scottie and my own.
To seek a girl sipping soup at Grandma's home.

We find the girl a-sipping soup with glee,
And so we sit, and wait merrily!

Her bowl was done and left alone,
A walk is better when not on one's own!

So off we walked (and talked!) to the home of me,
A boy who's room is wrought with the bed most comfy.

Supper came and off I drove,
for Scottie and Bre to reach the place they strove.

A home for each with dinner waitin',
I got back and supper was cold. (But I don't be hatin'.)

Bre needed a ride to her truck from yours truly,
so my dog and I drove her to her destination, we were rather unruly.

My dog was antsy, so I stood up and said:
"I will walk you! But first, to Glad's we must head!"

And set forth walking did Gunner and I,
to reach the girl who lives close, in fact quite nearby!

An exchanging of words (and of presents!) forthwith,
we walked to my home through the snow, a place of veritable myth.

And time was passed, without grace or style.
I drew on the floor and Glad sat for a while.

But Bre came back, her night spent with her Nan.
She decided to come sit with the Singing Girl and the Animal-like Man.

Our presents were opened and smiles spread around.
My present to Glad was a purple cat with cuteness that will abound.

Glad went to the computer, to facebook she hustled.
I sat on the floor, Bre sat on the bed, and my hair became tussled.

A night we did pass with friends that we share.
The three of us spending the night with people that care.

But now I am done, my rhyming draws to a close.
Because I am running out of material to submit to prose.

-Waldon