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The Purging of the Great Thorns

The sun was not merely a ball of burning gas to the folk of the Sandleford Warren; it was Frith, the Great Eye, the golden source of all life and the witness to every twitch of a whisker. But on this day, the air felt heavy, tasting of ozone and the cold, sharp scent of worked iron. Fiver, the small, twitching seer of the rabbits, sat atop the Honeycomb, his ears flat against his back. "It’s coming, Hazel", he whispered, his voice trembling like a leaf in a gale. "A great white light. Not the light of Frith that warms the fur, but a light that eats the world. Man has grown too clever. He has stolen the fire from the center of the earth and pointed it at the sky". Hazel looked toward the horizon. He couldn’t see the, "Great Thorns"—the long, silver cylinders Man had hidden in the ground—but he felt the vibration in his paws. The world of men was screaming. They had built machines that could turn the grass to ash and the rivers to steam. They were ready ...
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You and I Both Come From the Past

Michaela, as you know, you and I both come from the past. In the past there were tunes like One Vision. In knowing that the past was the best, we want to stay there, or revisit it, whether or not we can, although faithfully we will.

Then, we have been bestowed with everything we have now, and the gifts we have been given to carry on, doing things in a new way, with all kinds of power at our fingertips, writing the true and real story, and portraying what is real to us and what should be.

Therefore, we continue in all of our footsteps, paving the future, like Lemmings on the Sega Mega Drive or Commodore Amiga, building those little ramps to get higher.

Nobody can stop people like us. We've made a start already. Just look, we've secured our ways to connect for all time, and we can pursue our mission each day, looking to the next day, and the next.

Long live you and I, Michaela, for we are eternal, and our souls are trees with many branches. We are each, ships, faring the waves of the ocean, and for each of us, there are stars, and the sun, and the moon.




Michaela, ako vieš, ty aj ja pochádzame z minulosti. V minulosti tu boli melódie ako One Vision. Keď vieme, že minulosť bola najlepšia, chceme tam zostať alebo sa k nej vrátiť, či už môžeme alebo nie, hoci verne budeme.

Potom sme dostali všetko, čo teraz máme, a dary, ktoré sme dostali, aby sme pokračovali, robili veci novým spôsobom, so všetkými druhmi sily na dosah ruky, písali skutočný a skutočný príbeh a zobrazovali to, čo je pre nás skutočné a čo by malo byť.

Preto pokračujeme vo všetkých našich stopách, dláždime budúcnosť, ako napríklad Lemmings na Sega Mega Drive alebo Commodore Amiga, staviame tie malé rampy, aby sme sa dostali vyššie.

Nikto nemôže zastaviť ľudí ako sme my. Už sme začali. Len sa pozrite, zaistili sme naše spôsoby pripojenia na celý čas a môžeme sa venovať nášmu poslaniu každý deň, hľadiac na ďalší a ďalší deň.

Nech žiješ ty a ja, Michaela, lebo sme veční a naše duše sú stromy s mnohými vetvami. Každý sme, lode, plaviace sa po vlnách oceánu a pre každého z nás existujú hviezdy, slnko a mesiac.




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