Black Dragons Soar Above the Mountain of Shadows

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