Far Away on a Dark Mountain… Atop a High Cliff
Is a Tower…
At the Top of the Tower a room lit by torches, with a Large Black Circular Table in the Middle of it.
At this Table are 8 Individuals…
As he Awaits the “Dark Haired Man”, he scribbles away on a piece of paper… Most contently, Hope Gleaming from his Eyes.
The Second, Thomas Jefferson… Trying to avoid getting a draft, as there is no heat in the room, and outside, a Cold Weather Front is Brewing…
Animated Bruce Lee has come, leaving his Real Body Behind, as he was not impressed with its Final Showing upon the Plane of Earth…
Have to keep things Fair after all…
And “What is Light… Without… Darkness”.
“Life Moves Pretty Fast… If you Don’t Stop and Look Around once in a while… You could miss it”.
When the “Dark Haired” man… In the “Long Black Trench Coat” finally entered the room… There Grew a hush.
First he looked at Mickey…
“Mickey… I don’t know what’s going on with your Movie Division… But you need to shape it up… Stop relying on Pixar to Save Your A$$!”…
“Uh… But Sir–” Mickey tried to speak in his all too familiar Squeaky Tone.
“I don’t wanta hear about it Mickey… If this “John Carter” thing has any actual Merit to it, My People will shoot off an Apologetic E-mail in your General Direction… Until then” the Dark Haired one finished.
And then he looked to Ferris “Ferris… Glad to see you’re back… Enjoyed the Honda Commercial… Keep it up” Ferris smiled slightly, hitting himself on his own shoulder to indicate how proud he is of himself.
He then starts to stand “May I leave then? I–” Ferris starts to say, but is interrupted.
“No Ferris…” The Dark Haired Man interrupts.
“But I–” he tries again.
Ferris settles back into his seat, and whips out his Black Berry.
The Dark Haired Man then looks at President Jefferson “Always nice to see you Sir… Thank you for coming… Just knowing you’re out there still… Within our People… The Very Fabric of Our Nation… Well… What else can I say but… Thank you Sir” The Dark Haired man conveys.
“No problem Son… Do you think perhaps you could light a fire or something” with this Old Ben waves his hand, and a Fire Lights within the Fireplace.
“George… Alec… Thank you so much for coming… George… 3D Star Wars? Really??” he speaks to George.
George just kinda shrugs.
“And Alec… What can I say… The more years that go by, the more I realize that you were indeed the other backbone of the Original Star Wars… Which in turn Created, and Instilled a whole New Sense of Myth and Wonderment into our Society… Well done sir” The Dark Haired man expressed.
He then looks to Bruce Lee.
“Bruce… First of all, let me tell you how sad I was when Brandon was taken from our world… He was a simply Amazing young man, and he is missed” with this Bruce simply nods back.
“You have Lit the Fire within me, and thousands more like me… You are the Epitome of Strength, and Perseverance… And I thank you” Bruce nods again.
The Dark Haired man then pulls out his Old Antique Stop watch, which is on a Silver Chain.
I’m afraid I don’t have much time… “Darth… Just keep on being yourself… People seem to like it…”.
“And Captain A, good to see you in what appears to be a couple Decent Film Productions… I suspect it would take an 8 year old kid to truly understand why you are one of my Heroes… But that’s alright… There’s always New 8 Year Old Kids about”.
“I really must go… But let me finish with this… You have all influenced who I am Greatly… Maybe partly due to not growing up with my Dad… Which is a good thing, as Mom and He weren’t all that well matched… But I appreciate the essenence of all of yah… Keep up the Good Work, and I will see you all again, if not aspects of all of you, Deeply intermingled Within the Mixings of my Future Creative Endeavors…” with this the man was gone…
And the Tower Simply Turned into a Blue Glowing Light within the Darkness… And then Faded… Leaving only the Beginnings of a Cold Winter Storm.
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