The news came early, and still, they wished they had more.
The essence of life seemed tangled with the essence of men, and saints alike.
Everyone suddenly felt connected to the news.

Images formed, of dreams once considered, of paths long abandoned as impossible.
The men looked back in regret.
The saints, however, looked forward.
They bought new clothes.
The Good News had satisfied them.
And they were content with what they had.

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