"Open your eyes, little one! The world is rimmed with lava, cracking at the surface! The mind is as fragile as glass, and can be poisoned with lost thoughts as arsenic does to wine. . ." The golden serpent spread it's large black wings, blocking the moonlight. It continued. "Gaurd your mind, but be not afraid to venture beyond the walls of life!" And with that, the mysterious dragon blew out the candle that held my sanity.