They sat, remembered and spoke among themselves. They gently lowered a brew on George's
Stone so he could somehow join in their discourse, his spirit coursing
Among theirs. The freshly laid stone of Helen was graced by two goblets of wine
One red, one white. So Helen was joined to the gathering. They laughed, remembered,
felt each other's presence in joy, comfort and peace. So it came to pass that these images
on which your eyes do pause, found their meaning.