Once again, a cool tranquility descends upon the forum. Another battle faught - won by some, and lost by others. Somewhere dark, another dragon is licking its wounds with its own fiery tongue - a tongue that cannot bring soothing. Soon its anger and wounds will cause it to take flight once again. And once again, another battle will be faught. Stock up on faith, guys. I have a feeling that we'll be needing it soon. Earth! Always, Brother Paul. |