The word had come down from high: today was the day. We had hoped it would never come. As we spent what seemed like our whole lives trapped in an endless sea of cubicles. Our vigil never ended: always ready, always waiting. Today was the day our strength was to be tested, and we would not dissapoint. As I locked arms with my brethern, I considered the early days: the vicious hear and precision of my forging had prepared me well. It had prepared us all. It begins: indescribale agony at first, soon I lost myself within the band. After what seemed an interminable stretch, I began to grow accustomed to it.