These tapestries were magnificently figured with golden dragons; and as the serpentine bodies gleamed and shimmered in the increasing radiance, each dragon, I thought, intertwined its glittering coils more closely with those of another.

Graskull's graphics have dragged me out of my accustomed arcady antipathy though. They successfully suggest the style of the original cartoons.

To a Teener Celebrating Her Last Teen Year

The mind is a tabula to engrave the story of reality's cataclysmic impacts, the individual—a tool through which history confides it to mankind.