Monday, December 14, 2009

XIII - XII - MMIX

"There was soft music playing in the background, and a man's voice sounded through the venue, audible to every attendant that day. Dropping to a gentler tone after a display of fierce zeal and lighthearted humour, he opens an invitation to the floor for those in need. A man rose from his seat with several others he do not recognize, and they courageously presented themselves forward. And then he was reborn, and there was the blue crib."