Turning Point?

About twelve hours ago, I sat with Adobe and a curious company of interesting people to talk about the destiny of the House of the Wyverns. There was a good lunch, and the Raj paid for it.

But what was thrilling was the sense that we were going somewhere at last, that perhaps the long exile of the faithful would not have been for naught. The sharp questions, sometimes disguised as playful speculation, were sharp enough to pick away the scabs and expose the hidden corruption.

Of course we made working decisions too, but what was not said was at least as important as what was said. I wonder if Nebuchadnezzar will eat grass; I wonder if Pharaoh will find his armies drowned. But however the doom comes to Sarnath, it will be an interesting thing to see. A king in yellow may reign in Carcassonne, but one day, the restoration of the land will begin.