He was floating through space, content to float without any
actual rush to be anywhere. He just wanted to bask in the golden
light.
   Hold it.
   Aaron floated upright, looking for the source of the light. There
was something disturbingly familiar about this set up...

Frito: You said it, buddy! This has gotta be the most hackneyed,
overused...

Windir: Perhaps that was the *point*, Frito?

	Have you seen Harmageddon?  If you have, I'm sorry.  If you haven't,
DON'T!

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"I will chide no breather in the world but myself,                 _____
 against whom I know most faults." - As You Like It         |_____|_____
                                     Act 3, Scene 2    _____|     |
            Julian Fong: fong_jh@sunset.bph.jhu.edu