Her vigilance allows the race to prosper
Shield the egg or invite oblivion
Stand against the egg thieves
Eternity beckons the ancient
As life beckons the young
Protegit pullos antiquo
Ea vigilantia esse concedit stadio prosperatur;
Oblivionem vocat ovum aut scuto
Stare adversus fures ovo
Fatisque vocantia antiquis aeternum
Ut puer vita vocet
“How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us."
