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We saw nothing as we entered, save the sky in the great windows, blue and glowing. Then we saw the Scholars who sat around a long table; they were as shapeless clouds huddled at the rise of the great sky. There were men whose famous names we knew, and others from distant lands whose names we had not heard. We saw a great painting on the wall over their heads, of the twenty illustrious men who had invented the candle. WE SAW NOTHING AS WE ENTERED SAVE THE SKY IN THE GREAT WINDOWS BLUE AND GLOWING THEN WE SAW THE SCHOLARS WHO SAT AROUND A LONG TABLE THEY WERE AS SHAPELESS CLOUDS HUDDLED AT THE RISE OF A GREAT SKY THERE WERE THE MEN WHOSE FAMOUS NAMES WE KNEW AND OTHERS FROM DISTANT LANDS WHOSE NAMES WE HAD NOT HEARD WE SAW A GREAT PAINTING ON THE WALL OVER THEIR HEADS OF THE TWENTY ILLUSTRIOUS MEN WHO HAD INVENTED THE CANDLE
en. We shall join our hands to theirs, and we shall work together, with the power of the sky, for the glory of mankind. Our blessing upon you, our brothers! Tomorrow, you will take us back into your fold and we shall be an outcast no longer. Tomorrow we shall be one of you again. Tomorrow... PART SEVEN It is dark here in the forest. The leaves rustle over our head, black against the last gold of the sky. The moss is soft and warm. We shall sleep on this moss for many nights, till the beasts of the forest come to tear our body. We have no bed now, save the moss, and no future, save the beasts. We are old now, yet we were young this morning, when we carried our glass box through the streets of the City to the Home of the Scholars. No men stopped us, for there were none about from the Palace of Corrective Detention, and the others knew nothing. No men stopped us at the gate. We walked through empty passages and into the great hall where the World Council of Scholars sat in solemn meeting.  THIS IS A LIBERVOX RECORDING ALL LIEBRAVOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION AND TO FIND OUT HOW YOU CAN VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT LIEBRAVOX DOT A WORK RECORDING BY CHERIE TERRYO ANTHEM BY AN RAN CHAPTER SEVEN IT IS DARK HERE IN THE FOREST THE LEAVES RUSTLE OVER OUR HEAD BLACK AGAINST THE LAST GOLD OF THE SKY THE MOSS IS SOFT AND WARM WE SHALL SLEEP ON THIS MOSS FOR MANY NIGHTS TILL THE BEASTS OF THE FOREST COME TO TEAR OUR BODY WE HAVE NO BED NOW SAVE THE MOSS AND NO FUTURE SAVE THE BEASTS WE ARE OLD NOW YET WE WERE YOUNG THIS MORNING WHEN WE CARRIED OUR GLASS BOX THROUGH THE STREETS OF THE CITY TO THE HOME OF THE SCHOLARS NO MEN STOPPED US FOR THERE WERE NONE ABOUT THE PALACE OF CORRECTIVE DETENTION AND THE OTHERS KNEW NOTHING NO MEN STOPPED US AT THE GATE WE WALKED THROUGH THE EMPTY PASSAGES AND INTO THE GREAT HALL WHERE THE WORLD COUNCIL OF SCHOLARS SAT IN SOLEMN MEETING
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