I was once feared, but now I'm revered. I was forged in flame, yet time makes me tame. I drank of war, but thirst no more.

I come from a family of shady killers and once had a fearsome reputation. They know i'm harmless now and so they feast on my red flesh.

I'm a creature of legend, a mysterious sight, With wings that glow, in the darkness of night. I'm a harbinger, of disaster's approach, A West Virginia legend, with an otherworldly broach.

Twas the night before Christmas and way up in the building, Limped our outnumbered hero, though he'd rather be in Philly. But this fly in the ointment, surreptitious air duct-er, Would save the day with a 'Yippee-ki-yay, mother-' you get the idea.

I am a seven letter word. My first two are a way of saying hello, and the rest is what you read in a book.