| Subject: .....pensive thoughts..... |
| From: tlsbtn@ix.netcom.com (Trisha Lynn Sebastian) |
| Date: 8/14/1996, 7:23 PM |
| To: fanfic@fanfic.com |
The acolyte entered the clearing of the zoo. A large dusty table filled the space, scarred and dirty, moldering food overflowing with buzzing insects. A single deck of cards lay on the table, next to a glowing ornate box. All the inhabitants of the pen had vanished some time ago. This is where it began. The call. Sent out all over the airwaves. Few could resist its challenge. And now it was no more. The acolyte moved on.