Hopefully with in the next few weeks I'll be moving up north to bigger and better things.
Oh and I got this amazing book "The Medici Code". As much as I want to work with museums, it kinda makes me second guess my choice.

On PrecipicioOn Precipicio by =QuiEstInLiteris
Lover,
When our wings intertwined
and I fell into your music –
(It flowed like a trance and
dampened my skin with droplets, pianissimo) –
I could have lost myself
in your sonata storm
and let my chitinous scales wash away.
Lover,
I knew even then
those strings held you bound
in ways I never could.