Darkness and Death they pair,
like a cigar and fine wine.

From the shadows they both do come,
to take life and leave nothing.

The Dragon of Selen is,
a snake by another name.

Larger and deadlier,
it still bites the hand that feeds it.

Prompt 2

Darkest darkness of bitterness harkens
Power is not enough to replace a home.
No amount of death or destructions is sufficient,
To ease a life of eternal wandering.

Living life by the thrust of a knife,
The edge of a blade or blaster bolts sprayed,
The soul longs for a place to rest,
To put the darkness to rest.

Like a mantle worn over the shoulders,
Darkness weighs upon the back,
Like stones hewn from a quarry,
Break them instead of being broken.

Darkness can be set aside,
To wait for another day,
To be lifted once again as the world intrudes,
Upon the home and hearth.

There was once a hutt named Jist
Who had a thing for a playlist,
he liked to sing,
even if it did ring,
like the sound of a little miss priss