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realityshifted2009-11-03 05:09 pm
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un REDUX!!
{A fancy handsome man appears in the Plane, looking quite shocked for a brief moment before his expression goes back to calm and neutral}
...This is a complex illusion, even for the Psalms. Only Lord Dashwood would be capable of something quite like this, and France is a bit too far for even the Psalms.
{He pulls a book from under his arm and brushes his finger over the cover, but doesn't open it}
The heavens are so close here, and so brilliant. I would wonder if it were God that crafted such a marvel, but it seems entirely impossible. I doubt even Galileo could have imagined the stars this marvelous or complex. Earth indeed grows smaller in its significance as time passes. I can only wonder what the kings of Our time would think of that idea.
{The man bows his head with a hint of a smile, only to look back up}
If this is a trick of a Psalm after all, I am no enemy. I work for Dashwood as a servant, Maximilien François Marie Isidore de Robespierre. And if this is Lorenza's trick, then I suppose I should only wait until her fancy is fulfilled.
{Noticing the library,} At least she would have the idea to supply me books as quiet company. For that, I suppose the illusion is welcome, if only as a momentary distraction.
...This is a complex illusion, even for the Psalms. Only Lord Dashwood would be capable of something quite like this, and France is a bit too far for even the Psalms.
{He pulls a book from under his arm and brushes his finger over the cover, but doesn't open it}
The heavens are so close here, and so brilliant. I would wonder if it were God that crafted such a marvel, but it seems entirely impossible. I doubt even Galileo could have imagined the stars this marvelous or complex. Earth indeed grows smaller in its significance as time passes. I can only wonder what the kings of Our time would think of that idea.
{The man bows his head with a hint of a smile, only to look back up}
If this is a trick of a Psalm after all, I am no enemy. I work for Dashwood as a servant, Maximilien François Marie Isidore de Robespierre. And if this is Lorenza's trick, then I suppose I should only wait until her fancy is fulfilled.
{Noticing the library,} At least she would have the idea to supply me books as quiet company. For that, I suppose the illusion is welcome, if only as a momentary distraction.