A metaphor about wizards
In a world of both despair, wizards, witches and dragons we find ourselves smiling. Singing in joyous laughter as we delight ourselves with a night of oblivion. We stop feeling the need to use the magic of attention seeking to set out an opinion. To not scream when we find ourselves dangling from the grip of a dragon above the clouds. We encourage others to do the same, to put down their wands, and find cloud 9.