From alt.pub.dragons-inn Thu Nov 10 14:55:11 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:7874 Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Path: netcom.com!ix.netcom.com!howland.reston.ans.net!cs.utexas.edu!utnut!nott!cunews!freenet.carleton.ca!FreeNet.Carleton.CA!be653 From: be653@FreeNet.Carleton.CA (David Postma) Subject: A Meeting... Message-ID: Sender: news@freenet.carleton.ca (Usenet News Admin) Reply-To: be653@FreeNet.Carleton.CA (David Postma) Organization: The National Capital FreeNet Date: Thu, 10 Nov 1994 15:36:52 GMT Lines: 52 The sun rose with the coming of a new day, it's light bringing warmth to the body and the soul as it spread its reaches into the forest where Melastirth lay. As the first rays of sunlight stroked his elven face, he instantly awoke from his makeshift shelter. He quickly gathered his meager belongings and carefully cleaned up everything he had done. "One can never be too careful when it comes to protecting the Nature," Melastirth though. And at this he cast a simple incantation which removed any last remnants of refuse that would be left behind. It disgusted him the way some people lived, throwing things away and carelessly harming Nature. All his life he had learned the ways of Nature, and grown one with it. Nature would do his bidding, and he would do the Bidding of Nature. Yet some creatures were deaf to the Calling. It had taken a long time for Melastirth to realize this, but he had finally come to acknowledge it. He could even accept some of the minor offenses against Nature. However, in the past there had been times when he had seen the wanton destruction of Nature... Nature cried out to him... It was at those times that he lashed out at the evil that killed and destroyed, to let it taste its own deep dark poison. Yes, he knew the magic of Life, but with it came some knowledge of Death. It was this evil that brought him here... He could barely pull the memories from his mind... While fighting a terrible creature which had killed countless lives, this had happened to him. Somehow, he knew not how it was possible, this creature had brought him to another world, a different world. Yet, he still felt as though the creature was near. The journey had weakened him too much to find the creature and destroy it, before it destroyed. He needed help. Stretching his mystical senses into the forest, he saw a town. A town with many people in it. An ideal place to find the help he needed, despite the fact that such an area brought shivers down his spine, thinking of all the horrible atrocities committed against Nature there. Summoning his mystical power from within himself, he transported himself to the nearest tree to the town. Upon opening his eyes and looking towards the town, he suddenly saw a very familiar face looking back at him.......... -- be653 The end is near.