1 We placed our glass box upon the table before them.
2 We fell, but we never let the box fall from our hands.
3 So we walked on, our box in our arms, our heart empty.
4 We have not built this box for the good of our brothers.
5 Then we took our glass box, and we went on into the forest.
6 Then we rose, we took our box and walked on into the forest.
7 We seized our box, we shoved them aside, and we ran to the window.
8 And our glass box stood before us on the cold oven, as we had left it.
9 Only the glass box in our arms is like a living heart that gives us strength.
10 Then we put the wires to the box, and they all bent forward and sat still, watching.
11 We found strange boxes with bars of metal inside, with many cords and strands and coils of metal.
12 We shall go to this Council and we shall lay before them, as our gift, this glass box with the power of the sky.
13 We are old now, yet we were young this morning, when we carried our glass box through the streets of the City to the Home of the Scholars.
14 Tomorrow, in the full light of day, we shall take our box, and leave our tunnel open, and walk through the streets to the Home of the Scholars.
15 Tonight, after more days and trials than we can count, we finished building a strange thing, from the remains of the Unmentionable Times, a box of glass, devised to give forth the power of the sky of greater strength than we had ever achieved before.