“In this hour, I do not believe that any darkness will endure.”
- Scrummy…
- (voices)
- Scrummy is there?!
- Who said that??
- I just…
- I am the beacon’s keeper…
- She made it??
- Is the Ring…destroyed??
- SPEAK MESSENGER!!!
- My dear lords, the King has returned!!
- Our people from afar have seen the waterfall rise. It is massive…
- They are coming...!
- The King has returned!!
- (voices)
So, the King of prescriptions is here yet once more; a long due battle now fleshes out. We hastily exulted in our ignorance! We dropped guard while our nemesis fortified. We drunk too much of the wine and clumsily inhaled the air of hopefulness. The arch enemy is back, and now knowing us from the inside out.
The second tower kept feeding the one with intelligence, our moves, our strategies, our victories, and defeats. Our alliances and our confrontations; the eye kept seeing it all! And study us it did! The victories we produced and the credentials we presented from our battles count nothing in the face of a well-prepared counteroffensive.
The enemy initiated precision strikes and shed iron and fire! Ally by ally structures starting crumbling down. We lost almost all. The spirit most importantly! And the armies we once built, fled…! Weakness took over, and all crippled in the shadows to dodge the storm. The fellowship spiraled down into a halt, succumbed by the burden of failure. That was exactly where our enemy wanted us!
But Scrummy, that no one has heard from since was long in her way to destroy the one Ring. She was now far within the unfriendly territory, leaving us with nothing but guesses as to her livelihood. She was still standing and shining that great bright smile! And she was in. Deep inside the filthy gutter of ideas gone by. She was in the very core of the enemy’s existence, making her last steps toward where it all begun.
Meanwhile the fellowship regrouped, there were a few that kept the flame alight, that never lost sight! And then came others. Lots of them! One by one we found our comrades in arms. The decision to defend has been made. The progressives would stand tall and either prevail or bravely fall.
The avalanche of the prescriptionists, led by their dark process master, quickly came rushing down on us. Their movement has long before begun. Their numbers dazzling! Their battle cry, deafening.
In front of them a group of few, fearless and decided missioners of change! Ready to play it all. In favor of the true light.
Steel met steel and fire crushed fire. There was nothing elegant about that fight, just darkness. The dark lord swiped out dozens with one strike…and set path to obliviate the fellowship that questioned his reign.
This is Scrummy
- (voices)
- Keep the precious!!
- Keep it!
- It loves us…
- It will help us succeed!
- (voices)
- It is not obsolete; it can still work for us!
- (voices)
Scrummy throws the Ring in the pit of lava and with an elegant shifty move opens her cape to reveal the progressive successes in a burst of blinding light.
Suddenly the dark King stopped! With two steps back he turned his head toward the burning towers of his might. The hordes of grim dissipated in a cloud of rotten dust.
The King was defeated. Scrummy made it right.
There’s a lot that needs to be figured out by those left behind. But one thing is clear, the past is past, and the change will rise!
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P.s. This is a sequel article, make sure you read the first and second article.