The Guardian for this meeting was Eos Amaterasu. The comments are by Eos Amaterasu. The first hour played as empty, played as stained glass.
Billions of years passed, and, 4 bells later, Stevenaia appeared.
stevenaia Michinaga: hello eos
Eos Amaterasu: hi stevenaia
stevenaia Michinaga: all wrapped up for the night?
Eos Amaterasu: 4 bells
stevenaia Michinaga: :)
Eos Amaterasu: all silence
stevenaia Michinaga: always make for a lovely and peaceful evening
Eos Amaterasu: Yes.... guarding empty space
Eos Amaterasu: :-)
stevenaia Michinaga: a sacred task
Eos Amaterasu: the pavilion is empty, the pavilion is full of light
stevenaia Michinaga: alwas impressed with what emptyness holds
Eos Amaterasu: thiefs abound, seeking to steal space :-)
stevenaia Michinaga: a place for new beginnings
Eos Amaterasu: the 10,000 things sometimes rain down in a storm
Eos Amaterasu: How are u doing on this summer/fall transition day?
stevenaia Michinaga: and infinite beams of light in the sun
stevenaia Michinaga: a transitionary day, as is every day :)
stevenaia Michinaga: time to go, see you another day, perhaps, sleep well
Eos Amaterasu: Thanks, indeed time for bed!
Eos Amaterasu: Good night!
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