a new age.” She stretched again “The anticipation is intoxicating Dominion will be theirs And mine.” As if in response to a silent summons, two figures shuffled oddly into the chamber like clockwork vegetation Coming to a stop, their nonsensical chatter ceased, and they no longer looked like anything more than a small thicket growing in the courtyard Unmoving from her cadaverous resting spot, Korapira spoke soft ly with a sleepy lilt, “Tell the villagers to send me the next of the Chosen.” The figures whirred back into motion with ever shift ing forms and exited the room as Korapira drifted off to sleep Korapira