[Flick the Picture Gloam, bringing her newly learned information to the rest of the Gloam. As she makes this speech, the Gloam in the crowd would laugh and disperse throughout the speech]
To those of us
Who have been kept down
Who have been told we are less
because we cannot see the Sun
Those of us whom the Longrays laughed at
the Noondays needled
and the Midlights mocked
The truth has been held from you!
We are born of the Sun!
We, the Gloam,
the ones who have been told we are the lowest of the low
the bottom of the barrel
Yes, WE are creatures of Sunlight!
I have learned, through my extensive education
brought forth by fantastic films -
The glorious light from the serene moon
in which we bask each night
is truly the light of the Sun!
The marvelous moon mirrors the light to us
The Sun's light touches us
As it touches all others
And if that is not enough to marvel at and overwhelm you...
Those tiny pinpoints of light that we gaze upon each night
Those spectacular stars
Why, they are in fact
Just like the Sun we are forbidden to look at directly!!
Many of them are even larger and brighter than our sun
And we see millions each night!
No Midlight or Noonday or even Longray can do that!
There is no difference, only distance!
Gloam, I ask you
What will you do with this information?
Laugh at it, at me,
and keep your status as the untouchable outcasts?
Or will you take this information
and use it to learn more?
To demand that we no longer be treated
as the garbage of the Shadow World.
But instead claim our right to which we're entitled?
Gloam, I urge you to join with me in starting a revolution!
There is no...