Monday, July 31, 2006

We have a winner!

By one vote!!!!!

...and so the Rider returned, and found the Machine in stillness, hidden in shadow. The moon lit the landscape in silver, and touched the revealed parts of the Machine in gleaming streams.

"Well then?" The Rider urged. "What have they said? What will it be?"

The Machine waited, then wheeled out into the moonlight. The Rider smiled. The Machine spun with crazed confidence.

Defiant, angry, serious. The Machine wore BLACK.

1 comment:

Todd said...

I demand a recount, this was obviously fixed!

Welcome back my friend.