There was a time when the world was younger. When the trees were the tallest thing we could see. Great beasts and storms roared over the land and we cowered before it all in wonder because we were so small. Of course, our small size hid our giant spirit and our vast future, times changed and we grew. We circled and mapped the world, we learned to fly and even, at times, to hold death itself at bay. It would be a lie to say that no great challenges remain, and the stars do beckon. The changes that we have wrought are, in point of fact, likely for the better and should not be condemned out of hand. But as we stand here, masters for better or worse of our world, I look back to those days when giants still walked the land...and my heart aches because now we are the giants...and the world seems so small...