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Posted by Kelly Whitt Oct 25, 2006 |
The All-Powerful Universe hath heard my pleas and sent forth a mighty Air to clear the oppressive clouds from its crystalline dome. The evening last, as the Sun sank below the edge of the World, lighting two of the four corners of the Earth with brimstone fire, the innumerable stars lit the overhead dome as had not been seen for nearly a moon.
My firstborn was my companion in the shadows of darkness. Peering first through my handheld glasses above the great Northern Crown, Corona Borealis, afore long mine eyes beheld the Great Harbinger thereon. Its verdant head bloomed large through the two glasses, confounding none who chose to seek its visage.
Its Glory acclaimed the Heavens as an Angel with flashing sword!
To partake in its majesty, the eldest of my brood required the magical optical device that hath thy name Telescope. Telescope wavers not in thy hand and holdeth steady thy ghostly visage of the Great Harbinger. The wispy portent hath no evil serpent discernible, being absent a tail. Yea, the Great Harbinger shall herald good news of wonder and melodious rejoicing. Thy bright full form rivals stars and appeareth dimly to the nations with naught a magical optical device. Seek, and ye shall find!
Thy great sign passeth through the Heavens, nearing Hercules the Strongman by half moon on All Hallow's Eve. Fear not, ye fellowmen, of lean nights, empty of thy Great Harbingers, the hour of rejoicing is upon us!