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
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