I stopped in a place, where the time stood at June 10th in the great year of 1752. A great thunderstorm appeared in the sky, and a man running around
with a flying kite..
I heard a voice screaming;" Franklin, no! Its to dangerous ". My eyes followed the man and his flying kite and i saw how the kite turned into a
dragon.."
I smiled, while i saw the simple man all of a sudden shouted.." Its mine! "