The quiet mist, started to gently fall toward the town

Town folks had gathered, early to celebrate not frown

The dust and grime, had been part of their daily life

Today was different, and they felt it said the wife

There was a thunderous noise, as he developed some wings

His partner beside him, looked in horror screaming things

One by one, as the mist became a cape of mystical change

Some of the others, became fire eating dragons so strange

Now the time had come, when no humans lived in the town

Only the magical, mystical monsters roaming not the clown