I have a dream of a dragon.

But one must recall it is not a bad dragon, but oh, how wonderful it is! Magic, to feel and see and this dragon sings! Sings of fire and ice and me, all things elemental. Together we fly.

We fly. Oh do we fly!

And I clutch at the fur on its silvery back, faster and faster, and there is no danger of falling, we will soar.