|align="center"|'''"It's all the Dragon remembers...Or at least a version of its memories. It's hard to tell what's real and what's not sometimes. I listen to its impotent roars of hatred as it watches from its gaolon gaol on Mars and write what comes out...But truth, as of all things, is a moving target. Whatof this is real and what is fantasy...well, who can tell."'''<br>