In the dawn of online, I was the one. I rode on modems restless hum, my kingdom was ruled by usernames and chat rooms. A web bound realm known for its chime, it took up a lot of our time.

I have a nose that can not sniff,And a tail that won’t wag,I have wings that never flap,And drink liquid, but never water. I was born of two brothers,In what was considered miraculous now seems quite mundane.

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.