Labels:text | screenshot | font | design OCR: grace DRAGOS THE SEVEN CRYSTAL BALLS Written by MERLYN of THE MAGIC GUILD The first rays of sun slid through the broken windows, followed a wide crack in the stone-floor and finally came to rest on the visage of the old wizard. Halfchoked snores, an oninious rumble from the nether regions of his body, a twitching of the snow-white beard and suddenly darkgreen eyes flashed open, casting fierce glances all round the vast hall. The overall effect slightly marred by his tendency to squint myopically, A half-empty bottle of dubious contents was swept to the stone-floor, as the wizard rose to his feet and with a majestic gesture flung his wine-red cloak about him. The following crash woke another, younger wizard, who'd been Sleeping at the other end of the table, Rising his head too suddenly, causing his tall, pointed hat to slid down over his eyes. "Isn't it morning yet?", he grumbled, "Cor blimey?", muttered Merlyn, moving erratically over to his fellow- Article: The Seven Crystal Balls Status: Feeling All Right! Page: 01/13
