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"attendez-vous, s-il vous plait"
"attendez-vous, s-il vous plait"
- Byen mersi mah Lord, mersi pou the Blue Moon.
He trudged along with the others, the sun only just set and setting the horizon aglow. The lights of the Cirque illuminated the sky not far ahead. Meanwhile the cold glow of the blue moon was making the path bright and clear. Around him were sounds of joy and excitement, children squealing and chasing each other, eager for the nights excitement. Even among the adults there was an energy of anticipation between them.
Phillipe felt a different sort of anticipation along side with a fear that threatened to paralyze him. Re situating the pack on his back he forced himself forward. He only had a few hours, and he couldn't waste a minute it.
In the light of the blue moon, no command could hold him. It was the only chance he had and he was taking it.
Walking up to the ticket counter he produced a ratty piece of paper and pushed it across. "Bonju, ya last nig't...it is tonig't, non?"
Across the top of it was the gay marquee of the Cirque logo and beneath it read 'NOW HIRING.'
