Okay, before you accuse this of being a sci-fi piece, let me acknowledge something. This is a part of a story that's swirling in my head. This city, it was AT ONE TIME a technologically-advanced city. Somehow (haven't made a plot), though, technology collapsed, and thus did the city. The survivors of the city seek a different means of transportation and living, and they find that through dragons and magic. I always believed in mixing genres within one story, and at times, if done well, can make for a helluva good story (though I'll procrastinate till cows learn to fly).