A Light unto Darkness


These are the times that try men's lamps.
It was the best of lamps, it was the worst of lamps.
Call me lamp.

This is the story of one lamp's travels - its search for a purpose, its search for roots, and its search for someplace to belong.

It's a photo of Steve's Lamp.  Too 
bad you can't see it, huh?
This is Steve's lamp

After sitting in the back of the Diva's car for a week or two without food or water, Steve's lamp escaped; but because of the trauma of abandonment, it had lost its memory! It had no idea who it was, what it was, or what it's purpose in life was.

Next: Lamp gets tangled up.


A Light unto Darkness / corby@flystrip.com
August 1995 (updated September 23, 2000)