...that night ... silence spake

It rained that night ... and it was wet.
"Everything else is a catalyst" said I - indicating members of the hydroxyl compounds they taught us in the inorganic chemistry classes. "... and so is this ambiance, the music, the noise, the giggling, the voices coming from across the bar ... there was but this one song - the lyrics were profound - the tune was captivating ... it was still the words. Its always the words and this thought ... something about it - never to be forgotten - could not be erased ..."
... there were these tales - Shakuni Tales - and they are true!