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http://www.batbforever.com/scripts/index.html

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FATHER
The world above us, is cold and gray.
summer a distant memory.
Our world, too, has known its winters.
So each year we begin this feast in darkness,
as our world began in darkness.

VINCENT
Long before the city above us raised its towers to the sky,
men sought shelter in these caverns.

MARY
In those days, these tunnels were dark places,
and those, who dwelt here, dwelt in fear and isolation.

VINCENT
This was a land of lost hope.
Of twisted dreams,
a land of despair.
Where the sounds of footsteps coming down a tunnel, were the sounds of terror.
Where men reached for knives and rocks and worse at the sound of other men’s voices.

FATHER
But at last a few people learned, to put aside their fear.

MARY
And we began to trust each other, to help each other.

VINCENT
And each of us grew stronger.
Those, who took the help, and those who gave it.

FATHER
We are all part of one another.
One family, one community.
Sometimes we forget this, and so we meet here each year,
to give thanks to those, who have helped us.
And to remember, even the greatest darkness is nothing,
so long as we share the light.