"There's not much doubt in any of our minds that no complete idea springs fully formed from our brow,
needing only a handshake and a signature on the contract to send it off into the world to make twenty-five billion dollars.
The germ of the idea grows slowly..." - Walt Kelly

Sunday, August 12, 2012

We gathered to wait

My voice bathes the hall's fortifications, stone and ancient, breaking left to right and up to down in constant, wobbling echoes. The masses stare up at me, not privy to the intensity with which I scan their ranks. It's strikingly funereal, which is ironic since no one has died. Yet.
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Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Arcade Fire, My Body Is A Cage

1 comment:

  1. This reminds me of Tyrion Lannister. I don't know.

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