The Watcher in Stone:
And I stand enthralled and silent atop the ancient, shadowed mountain, gazing in awe at
the stygian, night-cloaked sky, as above me a wondrous flight of ebon dragons soar on
vast wings blacker than the darkling heavens Mayhap I behold the personal war-
dragons of none other than the mysterious and legendary Ophidian King himself,
majestically riding the night winds to the glorious field of some great and epic battle By
the gods, a more fearsomely splendid sight in this world there cannot be!
Lyrics: Byron
Music: Jonny Maudling