At the threshold, Damian realized something was amiss. He rushed to his numerology table.
All was, as it should be. Except the calendar…
Raising his hooded head, Damian rested his chin on penitent fingertips. And pondered.
Surely, an omen.
The young century would never again emerge, with a number “1” in First Place.
Where it belongs.
T’was the end of Order.
A cardinal number ipso facto presumes its ordinal number. That is, its–one’s–place in a series.
The place being First, of course.
First. Such an ordinary ordinal number.
But supposing First is no longer first.