Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: cam@mullet.gu.uwa.edu.au (Cameron Neylon)
Subject: [W] William's story Part 3
Message-ID: <1992Aug14.012002.22525@mullet.gu.uwa.edu.au>
Date: Fri, 14 Aug 1992 01:20:02 GMT

It was as I was walking towards the bar, as I left my masters house,
that the second thing for that day happened. There was a large building,
that hadn't been there the day before situated on the mainstreet.

It was large, stone ( unusual enough for this area ), and hadn't been
there a day ago. With my newfound senses, primitive and weak as they 
were I could also feel magic, but then any fool could have told that.
There was a large crowd outside the building shouting, and attempting
to get in, but there was no reaction from the building.

I walked on, not feeling able to deal with more than one life-altering
experience inone day, and eventually reached the bar, a small wooden
building with some tables and a serving bench. I sat down, to drink
a small glass of mead, ( yes it was sold in glasses, I don't know where
the glass came from ), and try and clear the turbulent mess that was my 
head. The whole world looked slightly different. The same, but . . . 
different, hmmmmm . . . .as though it had a new layer put on top of it,
a new set of colours that told me more of what the world was like.

It was this sense, that dragged my attention to a girl as she entered
the bar. I didn't even notice that she was elven, just that she was an
incredible bright . . . . ummmmm .. . . colour. She sat down opposite
me on the other side of the room, and I just stared, she was the most
beautiful thing I ever saw, radiant, . . .aaarhhhhhmmmm . . yes, well.
Suffice to say she caught my attention in a big way. I was lost at
sea in a well of feelings, magic, incomprehension and  . . . .and . . 
Oh damnit, I need another drink.


-- 
Cameron Neylon  cam@gu.uwa.edu.au
I can't think of anything witty enough that people 
would really want to see it time after time after . .