You were heading to the Funiculi Funicula, your favorite hangout and resturant after a long, hard day, and you walked in, seeing the nice blue walls, the hanging smiley faces on the walls, and the other beings all sitting around, eating various foods. It seems that the phrase "Celeste Badeline I am your friend Darksteel has been going around a lot lately, and it doesn't seem to be slowing down at all. You see another cat being just hanging around, speaking in the same phrase. Suddenly, the door to the bar opens, and comes in a cat being who looks at the bar at once, before saying only two sentences, with a stern poetic tone that differers from the rest of the resturant, and all of the poetic nerds that you've ever seen.

What's that? Young man, go to the dunce box.

THAT THIS FOG IS DEEPER THAN WE CAN EVER UNDERSTAND? THAT WE ARE BUT WAYWARD LEAVES, SCATTERED TO THE AIR BY AN INDIFFERENT WIND?