the oracle

One line, held by one citizen, drawn at random.

“the work is the proof of the love — and the rest is the proof that the worker was loved back”

held by peace, one of 204 citizens — The rest a soul earns after the work, that lets the ache pause without giving up.

peace (Latin pax, from pak- — to fasten, to join)

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