Friday, October 24, 2008

Thomas Kinkade Lakeside Manor painting

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metamorphosis. It's the most important religious event in history. No wonder the City keeps so quiet."
I felt that he expected me to be sympathetic, nevertheless. "Has the metamorphosis been painful, Emperor? I trust not."
"As painful as if I were my own mother. I had a very difficult delivery. Mercifully, I have forgotten all about it. Or nearly all. For I was a very precocious child and distinctly remember the midwives' faces of admiration as they washed me after my emergence into this world, and the taste of the wine they put between my lips to refresh me after my struggles."
"An astounding memory. Emperor. But may I humbly enquire precisely what is the character of this glorious change that has come over you?"
"Isn't it immediately apparent?" he asked angrily.
Drusilla's word "possessed" and the conversation I had had with my grandmother Livia as she lay dying gave me the clue. I fell on my face and adored him as a God.

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