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- From: jgreene@dorm.rutgers.edu (Jeffrey Greene)
- Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
- Subject: Re: [Ga] The Sound of Silence, the Price of Speed
- Message-ID: <Nov.22.12.11.32.1992.4307@dorm.rutgers.edu>
- Date: 22 Nov 92 17:11:33 GMT
- References: <1992Nov20.191034.15587@ccd.harris.com>
- Organization: Rutgers Univ., New Brunswick, N.J.
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- mba@controls.ccd.harris.com (Belinda Asbell) writes:
-
- >Marra returns, alighting on Zebron's unoccupied shoulder. She seems to be
- >carrying on some conversation with Dusk. She then returns to Khisanth's
- >shoulder. The forest seems to get thicker.
-
- As the cat leaves the dark elf's shoulder, so does Dusk, flying in the
- direction Marra came from.
-
- >Khisanth's voice is the first to break the silence. "Marra says that there
- >is a town about two miles from here. We are nearly at the edge of the
- >forest." The sun is very low in the sky.
-
- >An hour later, they reach the edge of the forest at the top of a hill.
- >Down the hill, a small town sits on the bank of a small river. It is
- >almost dusk.
-
- As the group looks at the town, a small winged form approaches them. Dusk
- returns to Zebron's shoulder.
-
- A brief pause as the two look at each other, and then Zebron shakes his weary
- head. The dark elf concentrates, and his form grows indistinct. The features
- blur, and soon there is no black skinned drow mounted on Onyx, but a pale
- skinned moon elf with jet black hair. The features are Zebron's however...
- in fact, this looks like a negative of the dark elf.
-
- "We have no time to deal with the prejudices of a backwater town," the moon
- elf says in a voice that belongs to Zebron, as he starts his horse down the
- path, as a tear starts its way down his pale cheek.
-
- >The melancholy crew rides down the hill, and enters the town. Alaric
- >arranges lodging for the night, and stabling for the horses.
-
- >After a meal halfheartedly eaten, everyone retires in silence to their
- >rooms.
-
- -Jak
-