Mark Rothko Blue Green and Brown 1951

Mark Rothko Blue Green and Brown 1951Mark Rothko Blue Green and BrownAlfred Gockel Stroking the Keys
Preparations for the inauguration of the Cenobiarch Prophet began many hours before the dawn. Firstly, and not according to ancient tradition, there was a very careful search of the temple by Deacon Cusp and some of his colleagues. There at the sudden linkage of real life into the chain of thought, and reached instinctively for his dagger.
"Oh," he said.
Lu-Tze nodded and smiled and indicated with his broom that Deacon Cusp was standing on a patch of floor that he, Lu-Tze, wished to sweep.
"Hello, you ghastly little yellow fool," said Deacon Cusp.was a prowling for tripwires and a poking of odd corners for hidden archers. Although it was against the thread, Deacon Cusp had his head screwed on. He also sent a few squads into the town to round up the usual suspects. The Quisition always found it advisable to leave a few suspects at large. Then you knew where to find them when you needed them.After that a dozen lesser priests arrived to shrive the premises and drive out all afreets, djinns, and devils. Deacon Cusp watched them without comment. He'd never had any personal dealings with supernatural entities, but he knew what a well-placed arrow would do to an unexpecting stomach.Someone tapped him on the rib-cage. He gasped