by Joshua Paul Greene
Transformation is the only applicable word to describe the nature of that night – transformation and coincidence so perfect it should have been planned. The whole thing had been the direct result of an accident involving money but the outcome would clearly transgress even the slightest hints of anything corporate or worldly. Out of that night was born a fusion of history and legend; of new and old; of purity and truth.
The silence was louder than the music pouring from the speakers and with the dissipation of the sound, so went the air so that when true silence took over, it seemed almost impossible to breathe.