Here be dragons
On the wild coasts, heather-strewn.
On the black rock jagged blades into the tide.
On the sea mist sands
Here be dragons
Amid the skittering creatures of the rainless night.
Wound between roots
Of mangrove trees, salt crystals on their scales,
Here be dragons.
I really like the idea of salt crystals on their scales in a mangrove swamp.