Albatross looks up at the Crimson Flag flying above the Kremlin in Moscow, the flag he fought for, the flag that he waved in Berlin back in 1945, now it is 1991 and Albatross looks up at that Crimson Flag trying not to cry "This is it, this is how our dear mother dies" Albatross said to himself as a band began to play music, there were other dragons in the crowd but Albatross felt alone in this moment