The rope was tied tight, nothing would move.
They wore blue blazers the colour of a midnight sky during a full moon.
Sentient algorithms played like bassoons tuned to rhyme with acoustic guitars.
Six was the number they had chosen.
There were 33 of them and thus, five groups with three left over.
Those three made the decisions on behalf of the others, as they were considered the wisest of all and also honest.
A good start.
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