[He hasn't had the cause to perform in a long time. Six months. It was far too long for a man who thrived in the spotlight. The problem made him even consider performing, but he didn't believe he could ever settle for just acting or music. Even as a child, he needed something more.]

Why of course. Can you think of anything that is more symbolic of peoples thoughts and feelings on the village? It stands there in the plaza day and night for years, eternally weeping. Even the people who wear a smile are weeping on the inside because of the sheer fact of life here. People come, people go. People can start new lives here, only to be torn from it and pulled back to their homes. Others see this as their only chance at life, and are going cold in their graves as we speak. Still others see this as a little death, and wish for nothing more than to return to the life that they were made for.

It doesn't matter who or why, what only matters is this: taking the fountain, even getting it to move an inch, will help people remember that we are not powerless in our gilded prison. We are not hopeless and not defeated so long as we remember that tomorrow brings another day and we still have the mind and heart to think and dream.