The Pike Does Not Ask The Frog's

The Wheel Of Time Turns, And Ages Come And Pass, Leaving Memories That Become Legend. Legend Fades To Myth, And Even Myth Is Long Forgotten When The Age That Gave It Birth Comes Again.

You Cannot Please Everyone. You Cannot Soothe Everyone.

He Is Born Again! I Feel Him! The Dragon Takes His First Breath On The Slope Of Dragonmount! He Is Coming! He Is Coming! Light Help Us! Light Help The World! He Lies In The Snow And Cries Like The Thunder! He Burns Like The Sun!

If You Must Mount The Gallows, Give A Jest To The Crowd, A Coin The Hangman, And Make The Drop With A Smile On Your Lips.

Maybe There Would Be A Tinker City Someday, Too. They Would Buy Up All Of The Colored Dye, And Everyone Else In The World Would Ave To Wear Brown.' -mat