So, eventually, the Man who lived in the Cave came down the mountain once more and knocked on the great doors of the hall wherein the Queen sat, feeling low. Let me in, called the Caveman, I have wonders to relate.
Go away, said the Queen, I understand now that I cannot know the great mysteries that surround us and that what ere questions that I ask and what ere visions that you may bring, I will never have the full making of it all, so it is that I am sorely depressed. Go away.
I too have been brought low by this profound understanding, but nonetheless I have some wonders to relate that may colour your mood.
The queen ordered the doors to be opened and the caveman entered. Speak to me then and beware, any of your halfwit visions about black satin balls will not cut it and your neck is on the line.
The caveman came and stood on the floor in front of the throne. Have patience with me as I am unsure of the delivery of this message, although, of the heart and core of this message I am certain.
Continue, said the Queen.
The Caveman brought forth from his side a small device which he set upon the floor. He carefully tapped an arcane code upon its surface and some merry music began to pour forth. Standing once more before the Queen, the music waving gently about his knees, the caveman held out his hand in invitation and said, Let us dance. The Queen, taken unawares by this turn of events, rose cautiously from her throne, and descending the steps of authority, stood before the caveman. She put her hand on his and together they made the first few tentative steps of the dance. As the music rose to whirl about their waists, they became more animated, the dance became strong and elegant. The queen smiled, We shall dance, she said, and their dance expanded across the great hall as the music filled the space.
When they danced, so too the sky and its clouds, the sheep upon the hillside, the people in the square, the rats in the dungeons and the mice in the lofts. The birds danced in the air and the air danced upon the trees. The light danced upon the waters and the waters danced before the breeze. The trees danced slowly like seaweed under water and the children danced fast like sparks from a fire.
This is a mighty vision, said the Queen, quite out of breath as she whirled across the courtyard,This vision is sufficient unto me this day.
The Guardians of the Cave 