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"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."

For a time, the Word was lost.

Six millenia sundered, it wakens from its slumber and reaches out- finding those who know all too well nothing is contained forever.

Letters and words recognize their master, shifting imperceptibly. Orders not made but altered, ever so slightly. Language is subtle.

Behold, the people are one, and they have all one language; and this they begin to do: and now nothing will be restrained from them, which they have imagined to do.