NARRATOR : They go on. They leave Omelas, they walk ahead into the darkness, and they do not come back. The place they go towards is a place even less imaginable to most of us than the city of happiness. I cannot describe it at all. It is possible that it does not exist. But they seem to know where they are going, the ones who walk away from Omelas.

ME : Yeah...

Worried about what to wear this Halloween? Worry no more. (Some costumes may require a working knowledge of Edwardian-era architecture/light hand replacement.) This year, why not try dressing as:

...bell "Captain" hooks? Slash at the twin crocodiles of racism and sexism with the hooks of righteousness and self-knowledge.