We didn’t want to lure others into our gathering. Not yet.Once eating and toasting ended, and bride and groom danced the first dance to an old waltz... the table was removed and the chairs rearranged. Having musicians and roadies there used to hauling things made the table’s disappearance quick. I helped.The first band, more friends, had been setting up on the bandshell during the dinner. Something like the Pogues or my native state’s Trampled By Turtles would sound like, their instruments. He wanted them to make them suffer until the light of hope leaves their eyes. With that thought the world became a little darker.He had been living in the darkness for so long that he didn’t even notice that the world in fact did get darker. In the top right corner of the cube one of the crests began to dim. For the first time in over a decade he felt hope. He drifted up and saw the dimming crest.“Of course if they weaken so does their crest’s power.”An evil grin spread over his face. The road. He now needs frequent sex to survive, and long term female friends Sophia, Janet and Adriana jumped in to help him and his wife Linda. John has an unexpected re-occurrence of his blackout and is rushed to hospital for a second time. While there Linda arranges for the nursing staff to help with his treatments. John is coming to terms with having sex with other women and finds himself attracted to another woman at the hospital. Another friend, Glenda has agreed to help with John’s treatments and. "Avalon does not exist. It is a fictionalarchive and holds no relevance in factual thinking." Then what do you make of this, ladies?" Jack asked as our three sistersgrabbed for their heads."You share Camille's talent?" Cassandra gasped as the three continued torub their foreheads."Of course! We are sister Mind Warriors," Cami proclaimed."Mind Warriors? They are also fictional entities." Ya, ya, we've heard it all before, girls," Jack said as she pointed tothem and wagged her finger in an upward.