The Self-Construction of Couch

Once upon a time, there was a road trip...
/Farther back./
Once upon a time, there was a slaughter...
/Farther./
Once upon a time, an unbearable goodbye...
/Back./
Once upon a time, there was a monster...

Once upon a time, and again, and again,
Several times upon a time, there was a darkness.
And the dark contained a demon - or, perhaps, a deity...
Certainly, the dark contained a dragoness.

But 'contained' is not the word. Nothing kept in check about it,
Though she fought to hold herself controlled and tight.
Shadows leaking out the cracks, blackness creeping past the edges,
And we all know only wrongness shuns the light.
Right?

/What if/
Once and twice and thrice the monster reached across the times,
Claiming all the potent power of the inverse of the sun?
/What if/
Time could be rewritten through the act of self-alliance?
If the dragon truly saves herself in this one?

What would having that do?

/Dream it true./