We think sometimes there\u2019s not a dragon left. Not one brave knight, not a single princess gliding through secret forests, enchanting deer and butterflies with her smile. We think sometimes that ours is an age past frontiers, past adventures. Destiny, it\u2019s way over the horizon, glowing shadows galloped past, long ago and gone.<\/p>\n
What a pleasure to be wrong. Princesses, knights, enchantments and dragons, mystery and adventure\u2026 not only are they here-and-now, they\u2019re all that ever lived on earth!<\/p>\n
Our century, they\u2019ve changed their clothes, of course. Dragons wear government-costumes today, and failure-suits and disaster-outfits. Society\u2019s demons screech, whirl down on us should we lift our eyes from the ground, dare we turn right at corners we\u2019ve been told to turn left.<\/p>\n
So crafty have the appearances become that princesses and knights can be hidden from each other, can be hidden from themselves.<\/p>\n
Yet masters of reality still meet us in dreams to tell us that we\u2019ve never lost the shield we need against dragons, that blue fire voltage runs through us now to change our world as we wish.<\/p>\n
Intuition whispers true. We\u2019re not dust, we\u2019re magic!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We think sometimes there\u2019s not a dragon left. Not one brave knight, not a single princess gliding through secret forests, enchanting deer and butterflies with her smile. We think sometimes that ours is an age past frontiers, past adventures. Destiny, it\u2019s way over the horizon, glowing shadows galloped past, long ago and gone. What a … <\/p>\n