My eyes opened to see the essence of these beautiful dragons. Their hearts are burning with colored fire–a flame so rich in passion for the one who created them. It was like they carried a piece of God’s glory.
First, we must learn the dance of fire; in which the movement of the Masters spun the Great Egg into being which brought forth the first harvest of dragons.
I am the Master of The Voice. The One who is the eternal Word. I command the sea and its waves. I know every story from beginning to end.
I am the Lore Master. I am the one who writes secrets in dreams upon your heart. I am the light of remembrance when you awake. I am the bringer of truth!”
Light and snow drifted up in a whirlwind as the Masters approached us. He is one powerful being of infinite wisdom: the Lord, three in one
The Dragon looked towards me…”Praise the Holy Masters who have allowed me to speak with you, Son of Light.”