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"The Comedian"<br/>
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Toby may have been the first person to arrive in the enchanted cathedral, but he soon wasn't the only one.<br/>
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Not long after picking himself up from the stone floor, a girl that, if he remembered his folklore correctly, was probably a wood nymph who appeared in a swirl of leaves and wearing a dress of autumn leaves with a crown of roses.  He wondered if she had brought him here, but as she looked about, Toby quickly realized that she, also, was unfamiliar with their surroundings.<br/>
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Soon, another swirl of leaves deposited another person.  This time a woman nearly as beautiful as his beloved Thalia, but dark haired with rosy cheeks and lovely mouth, wearing a blush-pink dress that wasn't from the Earth of his time.  Her face was flushed and Toby could tell that she'd been crying.  He knew he probably shouldn't but it was his nature to comfort a woman in obvious distress.<br/>
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He was walking across the cathedral floor to the woman when yet another swirl of leaves brought a slim and dark haired man, wearing other clothes that were not from twentieth or twenty-first century Earth.<br/>
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He would have to wait for some of the others to speak, but Toby briefly thought he might have to include words from Elizabethian England in his speech when speaking to the others.  Things like: canst, dost, hadst, prithee, 'tis and 'zounds!'<br/>
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But Toby continued to walk toward the woman in the blush-pink dress and gave a brief shake to silence the voices in his head.  He slowed as he came close to where she was sitting on the floor.<br/>
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Kneeling down, softly, he said to the woman, "Excuse me, Miss.  I see that you've been crying.  Can I help you?"</span>