Well Stones All of my life has been inside a well & its surrounding stones defined what I knew well one night when skies were clear on my pellicle surface bright stars appeared. What were those objects faintly seen? Were they real – or merely a dream? |
Ellesha: | Aren't we all in gravity wells? |
Jules: | What a tedious metaphor! (shaking his head) Hey, care for a beer? |
Andrei: | (smiling) That would be swell. |
Soo: | Typical males: after sensing anything deep, they wanna drink. |
Jules: | (gerp) Who said we're sensing anything besides beer bubbles? |