A dragonfly settles on a broken, bloody spear. A spear uses to slay a mighty dragon. This is the song that was sung about the battle. "Dragon Flight" There once was a knight who knew not how to fight, but he knew that he must try. He knew he must try or the dragon would fly and darken the clear blue sky. Ashes of woe fall down like snow from the gray, blackend sky. He fought with pride and we heard him cry; ha, ha dragonfly, your not but a flutterby. Come down here and die. The dragon came 'round from the back of the clouds and then came barreling down. The knight raised his spear and swallowed his fear as he prepared to die. The dragon gave cry and then it died, never more to rise and fly. All is not lost but valor has a cost and the knight paid the price. His life was the sacrifice.