So there I sat hungry and thirsty so I prayed to Edesia and an overwhelming desire to look in the refrigerator came over me. When I opened the door what do I behold but last night’s leftovers, truly I was blessed by Edesia.
As I warmed the banquet I heard a voice tell me to look in the cupboard. At first I saw nothing, but a strange light appeared on a lower shelf and as I moved some boxes I found a bottle of red wine that I had forgotten about; a miracle! Truly I was blessed by Bacchus, and now must sing his praises, and pour some of the wine in his honor.
Praise to the gods! Praise to Edesia and Bacchus who provide us such sustenance! The gods are fickle but sometimes they bless us in the smallest ways. Who would dare say otherwise?