From: BANNON@MAINE.MAINE.EDU
Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn
Subject: [R] Hazy Notices Karl's Awake
Message-ID: <92241.123251BANNON@MAINE.MAINE.EDU>
Date: 28 Aug 92 16:32:51 GMT
References: <1992Aug28.131054.13087@dartvax.dartmouth.edu>

Hazy made another loop around the next tower and then
came to a sudden halt, the particles of her self slamming
together like cars in a train wreck.  "Hey!," she thought
there's Karl!  That was a short nap!  Hmmm.  I wonder who
that is with him?"  Suddenly Karl happened to look up in
Hazy's direction and a little cat-that-ate-the-canary
smile appeared on his face,--a second later the other man
glanced up as well and his gaze grew intent.  "WHOOPS!!"
Hazy realized that in her surprise at seeing Karl she had
let herself condense to a light mist and, ergo, become
visible.  She shifted back to her evaporated form quickly
and those on the ground saw the thin cloud dissapate.

High above the street she followed Karl and his darkly tanned
companion.  They sat at an outdoor table and Karl was brought
a beverage by the waiter.  They appeared to chat for a bit
and then the young man rose from the table and left.  Hazy
wondered idily if Karl would mind that she was watching him
and hoped that since she was full of only good intentions
that he wouldn't.  The waiter had approached the table again
and was making what seemed to be a somewhat aggressive motion
by grinding his hand into his fist.  "Uh-oh!" Hazy thought,
"I hope Karl has some coins with him.  It looks like the
waiter might be concerned about payment!"  Her evaluation of
the situation was apparently in error because as she watched
Karl stood and, showing no signs of tension, walked off with
the waiter.  They disappeared around a corner and then after
a very short while Karl emerged again and headed away from
the restaurant with his distinctive crunch-thud gait.  "Humans
have such complicated lives!" she thought in dismayed confusion.
She followed after him for lack of anything better to do.  She
harbored no delusions that what had just transpired would make
any more sense if she continued to trail him.  She fully expected,
in fact, that things would become MORE muddled.  Humans were
just so dratted integrated with the world around them and the lives
of others....Hazy was continually baffled by their actions and the
often bizarre consequences of those actions.  She'd pledged to
rescue anyone in need, but,-- (the thought suddenly struck her)
often humans seemed to need rescuing from themselves!  Karl was
decending a narrow stone staircase between two buildings with
care.  As he approached the bottom, a cloud of dust reached him
from the street and he stopped in a fit of coughing.  Unthinkingly,
Hazy swept down and in front of him and used the heavy moisture of
her substance to settle the swirling dust.  "Oops." she thought,
"Even though he can't see me, I'm sure he knows I'm here now.
Oh well.  That's life."  As always, whenever that thought would cross
her mind, she felt the fierce, giddy joy of the moment of her
creation.   Life was such a precious thing.  All life.

Hazy