From: jgreene@dorm.rutgers.edu (Jeffrey Greene) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: [Ga] In the dream-plane Message-ID: Date: 21 Sep 92 23:01:15 GMT References: <1992Sep21.171341.5685@ccd.harris.com> mba@controls.ccd.harris.com (Belinda Asbell) writes: >The wall of densely-packed, wicked-looking thorns extends into some low >clouds. >Khisanth decides to follow the wall, hoping to find an end, or at the very >least a breach. >She walks....and walks...and walks. No end in sight. >She finds a small tree outside the wall, and sits down underneath it. >Dusk perches on her knee, eyeing her curiously. >Khisanth stares at the wall, focusing on it....slipping into a light >trance. >To her, an eerie black light seems to emanate from parts of the wall. >"Damn!", she exclaims, startling Dusk. >"It's magick." The bird looks up at her, with fear in its eyes. Dusk then flaps his wings, hovers for a bit, and lands on her shoulder. Dusk huddles closely to Khisanth, almost burying itself in her red hair, trying to warm himself, trying to shake off the feeling of evil surrounding them. -jak ** Coolness! A dream-Dusk. Just what I always wanted! **