Sometimes the voices are too much. Even the layers of stone aren't enough to keep them out. The past few days have been the most trying in many a long year. The voices never agree. Always opposites, always striving against, always sure that their way - is - the way.
But now it seems as if the they agree on something. Now is the time. Now argument will be turned to action.
The small figure, drawn by the noise of a passing starship looks outside for a moment, before returning to his duties.
These are the ones, it is finally time to prepare for a choice.
Monday, May 08, 2006
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