The door had seemed to open by itself, revealing the gloomy interior, the room illuminated only by a series of candles. David was sat on a large chair at the other end of the room, his eyes flickering up to take in the nervous little man who stood opposite him. One hand reached up, beckoning the barrister to step forward.<br/><br/><strong>"You have come to tell of deep changes, changes in the very nature of things. Changes that will free me from these bindings and send me hurtling once more into the air, drifting on the winds of fate and chance towards a destiny that may not be my own. You bring grim tidings of deep import, but with a freedom and happiness hidden within, not for the eye to see. So, my friend, tell me of this buisness..."</strong>