Subject: Maldon, next part
From: paul@scsn.net (Paul Wright)
Date: 5/14/1996, 2:38 AM
To: mike_conklin@prodigy.com
CC: fanfic@fanfic.com

-------Dim
 
 The young man who wandered up the hill outside the city was tall, with long
black hair, wild expression, dressed in a long dark trenchcoat. From the
expression on his face, he was dealing with some heavy problems, most of
wich he found himself too ill-prepared to cope with. 
 For the last forty-eight hours, he had been studieng a version of the
christian bible, called the Orange Road bible. It dealt, so to speak, with
the problems inherent in humanities journey into space. The girl, Princess
L, had introduced him to this version, and to friar Normal Bean. 
 Flashback: Lying in bed with Bean, the other night..
 Bean: The new christians will have to face more problems then thier older
brethen never once faced. When we go into space, where is god? Is god
techinaly a alien or something more? What is the significance of travel in
space, to the body of christ, to beliefs, to the message of the gospals? 
 Syd sighed, pulled out a cigerette, lighted it, grey smoke curled up over
his head, into the metal cieling above. 
 Flashback: Syd was walking thru the chapel, when he noticed Looki standing
at the podium. 
 Looki: God, why are we here? This mortal flesh you created for us, the
meaning     here is escaping me. Yet, here I am, preaching your neo-gospil,
for the days     I have been saved. I ask you, is it truly worth it? My
doubts.. why must you     make them out to be so.. blashpemous? What is that
about? Are you real? In     the past,   I believed, with all my heart, but
now..  
    Is it right for me to continue, with these doubts? Please, help me god..
show   me your reality agien. I cannot function without thou...
 Syd had turned and walked out...
 Present. Syd mused on these thoughts. 
  "Syd!!"
 He turned. A young girl aprouched him. 
 "Syd, where have you been?"
 "I had some things to work out, Miya," he muttered.
 "Alert!! Enemy attack!!" came an sudden anouncement. Miya stood up.
 "Oh, no!!"
 "Ahhh, don't worry. Dim'll take care o' it, like the bugger usauly does."
 She turned, angrelly. 
 "What's all this Dim this, Dim that crap? Your just as gooda pilot as he is!!"
 Syd turned sullenly away. 
 
 More later... <Heheheheheheeeee>