[The Watcher in Stone:]

...And I stand enthralled and silent atop the ancient, shadowed mountain,

gazing in awe at the stygian, night-cloaked sky, as above me a wondrous flight

of ebon dragons soar on vast wings blacker than the darkling heavens... Mayhap

I behold the personal war-dragons of none other than the mysterious and

legendary Ophidian King himself, majestically riding the night winds to the

glorious field of some great and epic battle... By the gods, a more fearsomely

splendid sight in this world there cannot be!