I have felt the call of the Dragon. From whence it came I do not know. I long to be in its pressence, to bask in awe at its greatness, but most of all... I long to be One myself. Not for their Mighty strength or Mystick powers or Majestick beauty, but for a reason I have only begun to comprehend. I have somewhat accepted my humanity but even that line now wavers. As i now search high and low and deep within myself for the truth, the ànswer that doesn`t exist, i wonder if my soul will ever experience balance, tranquility and peace knowing that i might just be living a lie. Is living really beign alive, or is beign alive really living?