Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
From: cam@mullet.gu.uwa.edu.au (Cameron Neylon)
Subject: [W] Williams Story part seven (thank God It's over!)
Message-ID: <1992Aug25.074559.22547@mullet.gu.uwa.edu.au>
Date: Tue, 25 Aug 1992 07:45:59 GMT

I cmae around in a an alley, fairly late at night, and extremely cold.
It appeared they had dropped me to be able to escape. I hurt all over,
and in a few otherplaces as well, my head was fit to shake itself off
my head and I had obviously thrown up a few times in my stupor.

I didn't know where to go or what to do, so I bundled myself up in my
cloak, pulled together a pile of rubbish and climbed underneath it to
keep warm. I didn't sleep that night, but I drifted in and out of 
consciousness cnstantly.

The morning finally came Around and I crept out to search for some food.
They had left a little money with me, enough to buy some food, and a place
tp stay fro a few days. I wandered down to the docks, where I figured
they would be trying to hide. I wandered around the city for three
weeks, searching for them, finally giving up and searching for them in
the desert.

I searched this country for two years, occasionally hearing of Eloise, and
racing off only to find she had left again. The war was going badly,
and ultimately three continents were over run. I managed to escape
from that world, and I've been wandering for 50 odd years, ( I managed 
to steal a potion of youth ), and I've finally ended up here.

Somebody said I should find someone called Woen, or Mae-something, or
Zee . . Sat (?) . . no I can't remember the name anymore. But I'm here
anyway."

Serene, returning briefly from serving another customer still looks
puzzled, " . .but what's that got to do with the ship?"

"Oh," he says, "the ship was a model of the ship that took us to the 
city, it's also the last clay I had from my home world. That model
was the only link I ever had to her . . .and now its lost."

Admin: Well thank god thats over! Next!

-- 
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 . .