I believe in miracles.

A delicate thread runs like a drop of blood in wild thoughtless places. Ends with a bang as the rabbits start racing. Have you been watching lately? Nature is coming into the cities, even snakes feel drawn in. And there are no clowns to greet them, no thinkers of ideas, or dreamers, nor actors. Yet the Tall Thin Man seems more powerful then before. He gestures you to a glowing green door as he removes your hat and coat.

The drones were mixing with drums in a perfect circle, then rain came and got through holes from above, yet nobody complained, they just kept playing, even the thunder and lightning did nothing to stop the constant pounding with no rejoicing, beating them till blood began to appear, the tall thin man opened the door; It is I! He said. "Your one and only! Now listen to me play the violin, beautifully slow, for the songs your heart craves"

Death with a thousand faces, runs on one leg, eats all things, hates everything. Then a flowing white robe, death has something new and unknown.

One thing happens and then..

Every human is a human, not pride can change this. We are destined to be human. It is not a bad thing.

No king should wear two crowns.

In a room within room inside the glass of a window, cracks appear in the designs, passing for strength, fools, and wise.

The battle comes mostly to an end!