Kingdom Of Avalon: The Magnificent Sky Dragon and The Mischievous Witch of Sesame Street Hard Rock Type Beat

The world had once been alive with wonder. Portals shimmered in the air like mirrors of possibility, unicorns grazed in moonlit meadows, and the forests themselves sang in harmony with the wind. But when the dragons vanished, all of it—the enchantments, the colors, the very heartbeat of magic—faded into silence.  

Now, only one dragon remained. The last of his kind, hidden beyond the veil of forgotten realms. He was said to be powerful enough to stop the evil wizard who had stolen the broom—the broom that was not just a tool, but a key to rekindling the old ways. Without it, there could be no flight, no spark, no return of the magic that once bound the world together.  

But summoning the dragon was perilous. His rage was legendary, his solitude corrosive. To call him forth might mean unleashing a force as dangerous as the wizard himself. And yet, what choice was left?  

I stood at the edge of the ruined Singing Forest, its silence pressing against me like a tomb. The wizard’s shadow stretched across the land, choking what little hope remained. My broom was gone, stolen into his fortress of black glass. Without it, I was powerless.  

A plan began to form, fragile as a candle flame. I would seek the dragon—not to command him, but to remind him. To remind him of the world that once was, of the portals and unicorns, of the laughter that echoed through the trees. Perhaps, if he remembered, he would fight not for me, but for the memory of magic itself.  

The summoning circle would need to be drawn in the ruins of the old citadel, where the ley lines still whispered faintly beneath the stone. I would need relics of the vanished age: a unicorn’s tear, a shard of portal glass, and the last song of the forest, trapped in a silver vial. Only then could the dragon hear my call.  

And when he came—if he came—I would have to face him with no fear. For fear would bind me to the wizard’s will, and courage alone could awaken the dragon’s heart.  

The broom, the wizard, the dragon… all threads in the same tapestry. If I failed, the world would remain silent forever. But if I succeeded, perhaps the dragons would return, and with them, the magic that once made this place alive.  

I tightened my cloak, feeling the weight of destiny pressing against my shoulders. The plan was dangerous, perhaps impossible. But it was the only plan I had.  

And so, beneath the hollow stars, I whispered to the night:  

"Dragon, hear me. The world needs you once more."

 Soundbites from Sesame Street, Spyro, Yugioh , Witch Hunter Robin, Jakie Chan, Yu yu Hakusho, Kikaider, Kingdom Hearts           With Samples from Sesame Street, Marcys Play Ground, Cream, Bloc Party, Curtiss King,

https://audiomack.com/dj-new-new-dre/song/692d95f594c1d