The Dragon Dreams its a Mist in waters of Light.The Wolf Crys as it Dies and The Jackle Laughs it Last Laugh seeing its last Breath.Silent the Swords,Wispers the Arrow,Sleep alas the Shadows move to take and cease the Moment.Being Thier,Pure Wittness,Presences such a Gift I have to give.The Joy of the Hunt the smell of Fear and the sound of Hearts Beating.Dragon Dreams...................................................yes to Play! Come let us Play!