Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: cam@mullet.gu.uwa.edu.au (Cameron Neylon)
Subject: [W] Williams Story Part 4
Message-ID: <1992Aug17.031335.15689@mullet.gu.uwa.edu.au>
Date: Mon, 17 Aug 1992 03:13:35 GMT

After Serene brings another drink, William comtinues with his story,
though a little more haltingly now.

"There were other people that I knew in the bar, friends from childhood
and others. Most of them I had lost touch with over the years, even though
we had lived only yards away from each other.

They were talking about the new building, saying it was the work of a great
magician, and that this wizard had been seen around the town talking to 
some people asking the whereabouts of a few people. One of the people he
was looking for was me. I also had a vague inkling of why, and I wasn't 
sure I wanted to be found.

At the same time I didn't want to leave. The girl was sitting only a few
yards away from me but I didn't know what to do. Couldn't think what to do,
or at least couldn't persuade myself to do it.

The problem was solved, by the entry of someone who could only be the 
wizard. Long black robes, drak but greying hair and a staff. The staff, was
,  . . . well it was _glowing_, though it soon became appraraent that 
no-one else saw this. . . .except the girl, whose attention was drawn to
it as mine was. 

He noticed this, and started moving towards her, and I, as though some other
force controlled my body for an instant, jumped to my feet and said loudly,
'I believe you were looking for me sir. I am William.'

This distracted him from the girl, who had been gradully getting more and
more concerned as the wizard had started towards her. The same fear, as I 
had felt.

'Yes', he said 'You are. Would you,' and here he turned to the girl, who 
cringed, 'BOTH of you, be so kind as to come with me?' It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

'Oh!', he said as an afterthought, 'And you two as well.' he pointed out, 
two of my childhood friends. 'This way please.', and he left the bar, and
the four of us followed."

William stops, and looks up startled at the strange apparition that has 
appeared before him. Strange clothes, strange eyes, strange . . . .well
just strange.

"Yes . . .?"

Admin: Take it away Roger!
-- 
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 . .