Fairfield High School - Talon Yearbook (Fairfield, CA)

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With a sound they are released. Like a storm swept tide from a bursting sea, the whimpering slaves rush past the iron god. They flow in a humble procession beneath his throne as he exhibits to them a mocking s tare o f indifference. The flood of servants continues, each one performing as the master has taught. They look up to the bell-god and see in his eye an ominous glow, they hurry on their way, not daring to insult the gift of his grace. He rapidly grows tired of their subservient faces, and moves impatiently on his throne. There begins a race to reach sanctuary before the ringing of his fury announces the end of the game. He looks out at the flood as it receeds back to where it had come. l-le watches those children who remain scu tter to the safety of their cages as he tills his lungs with a deadly breath. Then, with a sound, they are confined. .Hi 1' vp. I ' . 44,1-lf!'l fxks 'xii -4 ' ' f 1 ',,jf,' H . QEFP. v te L' ' 6 ,Ti .. 'QQ:, - ab 4 s . -12 141. ' 'mf-'.:' ' . .c