Seven Circles of Confrontation
Neutral ground
In a twilight zone there can be no day and night, no line marking and separating one period from another; lack of change rules all. And this place in another space, outside of time, view and the reality of impact, was exactly like that. Unchanging. Gloomy. A twilight zone loaded with possibility and nuance...exactly the way two particular men needed it to be. They functioned, after all, in shadows.
When they walked out together onto the grass common, the multiverse held its breath. So much depended on choices made in these shadows.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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