Twas a calm balmy afternoon, whense a fellow citizen had mentioned that he had some orphaned parrots, that were in need of a new loving home. It was announceth that yon parrots of wonderous ages and names could be claimed in West Luna yesterday, when Queen Zen stealthed on over there to find the chap looking for a good loving home for quite a few parrots. But of course this is Siege and there are dangers lurking in the shadows, always, magically *hearing* all conversations amongst the citizenry here !! Upon accepting the poor orphaned parrots, suddenly the parrot doner; as well as Queen Zen were both struck down and exterminated to death. She almost thought she heard a peculiar song, hypnotically playin' in her head, as well as latin words racing thru her mind ! Yes, someone was obeying The Father whom again.. demanded BLOOD yesterday ! Then the vile zealot appeared, and asked her to repent. Now while the wee QZ did repent, it was not repentance for being unwashed due to rescuing the feather dropping, orphaned parrots ! NAY we shall never be deterred from the rescuing of parrots, nor bringing them into our happy loving squaking flock of 'the saved ones', at The Save The Parrots Foundation !! Apparently 'THE FATHER' is not fond of parrots, for all the orphaned parrots were still upon Queen Zen's yon corpsey, after she arose back to life. Mine only repenting simply was a repentance for not having saved that Sainted one's soul sooner, & now he seems beyond all hope, unlike orphaned parrots, perhaps he can not be *saved* nor re-habilitated, into the flock, nor brung into the fold, of the 'SAVED' ! I shant be deterred though, nay ..... after every orphaned parrot tis saved upon this shard world first, come hell or high water or deaths for tryin to rescue all poor orphaned parrots, into The Save the Parrots Foundation, perhaps [my next mission], shall be the starting of the coalition of the: SAVE THE SAINT DISMAS foundation ! AND PERHAPS ONE DAY, WE SHALL YET, SAVE HIS DAMNED SOUL and add him to our own, collective of the saved. Or perhaps instead, we shall just build a new CHAPEL of our own, right next door to his chapel, full of wonderous *saved* parrot birdies of 65+++ parrots all saying/squaking in unison ... "SAVE THE SAINT DISMAS SQUAK SQUAK" !! In Nomini patri, et fillius...sanctus !