Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Niccolo stands, gathering his things, glancing from one of these folk to another.
His mind clearing, he began to see them as normal people instead of the vibrantly-colored spectres that they were an hour ago.
Smiling through a growing headache, he addresses those in the chamber, bowing and bidding farewell.
'Good Folk of the Mount,
If there's ever a Doubt,
of where beauty ever holds sway...
Just a look,lickety split,
And you'll quickly fathom it,
That it lay in the Birth of a New Day.'
Good Leave, I take, and a safe and happy year for you all.'
Donning his cap, Niccolo whistles a merry tune, only occassionally batting at invisible yellow hummingbirds thay continued to plague him with their diving and staffing.
His mind clearing, he began to see them as normal people instead of the vibrantly-colored spectres that they were an hour ago.
Smiling through a growing headache, he addresses those in the chamber, bowing and bidding farewell.
'Good Folk of the Mount,
If there's ever a Doubt,
of where beauty ever holds sway...
Just a look,lickety split,
And you'll quickly fathom it,
That it lay in the Birth of a New Day.'
Good Leave, I take, and a safe and happy year for you all.'
Donning his cap, Niccolo whistles a merry tune, only occassionally batting at invisible yellow hummingbirds thay continued to plague him with their diving and staffing.