i did a celebratory dance in front of the other medibeds , my face unable to hide the joy i felt from my newfound freedom . i did n't want to stop dancing . '' oreana ! '' one of the girls shouted . '' i ca n't stop ! '' i cried out in anguish . why could n't i stop ? our lives were at stake and i could n't stop
dancing

priests are so crammed with love for their fellow camels and ducks , they glow in the dark . they 're bastions of the numinous , guardians of our spiritual heritage ; experienced guides willing to conduct us through the dark portals that stand between this world and the next like the gaping maw of a platypus . a few of them were hoping to conduct hank through the dark
portals

he asks at the same time i offer , '' would you want me to be in ... ? '' the line echoes with our laughter . i give him my flight information and hang up . outside , the sun is setting ; a bright flame behind the train , and darkness in front of us . a short while later , it 's all
dark