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Date Posted: 20:25:45 04/26/03 Sat
Author: J. T. Magnus
Subject: Chapter Twenty-Five: Sunday Morning Rooftops... (First Person: Ellimist/J.T.)

They have been touched.
The mage and his mate have seen the future.
The dragon spirit knows how to prevent the future.
If only they follow the signs.
If they find the Spirit Weapons.
If they trust only themselves.

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I stood on my apartment's roof, facing into the wind. Stereotypical 'manly' pose, yeah, but it's the only thing I can think of doing to clear my mind. When Jes and I got to Dalton earlier, which was about two by my watch, Tay had left a message that they were all staying at the Downtown Inn and to meet them there in the morning. Jes was inside, hopefully getting some sleep... She needed it. I didn't sleep much. Normally only about six hours at most, sometimes not at all if I had no school, and not always by choice. Luckily it was summer... I needed to think about it all. So far it wasn't AUTHORS in general who had changed, but MST AUTHORS in specific, and even then, only a few it seemed... but those few were enough. Between REBB flying down here in plain view, Junior's little cloning stunt in Ohio, and appearantly a quarter of us just telling everyone we knew, that meant even more people who knew who we were that we might need to protect. It was those of us who hung together often or were in love with each other that were changed... and what did the Ellimist mean by everything he had said? Oh well, that could wait until tomorrow... I reached into one of Jay's... of MY subspace pockets and pulled out the book of spells I had created over time... Drawn from Bastard!!, several Final Fantasys, the Necromicon, and the Tome of Time, I began to flip through it, hoping to find SOMETHING that would help us hide the changes until we needed them... But I couldn't help but sing while I worked...

"~~Man, of all of the people, hanging on one person's breath.
We would all vote him, but frankly to be loved to death.
I hope he still wants it, but it might remind him of when,
He aimed for the bullseye and he hit it that time, silent sign.

That one time his hand slipped and I saw, the dart sailed away.
I don't know where it landed, but I'm guessing between green and grey.
Well, I thought nothing of it but it still haunts him like a ghost.
With all eyes upon him except two that matter the most.

He says: "Green is the colour that everyone sees all around me.
"Grey is the colour I see around her.
"She's just a blur.
"The more the crowd cheers, the less I can hear,
"For they don't really care what I'm playin'.
"It might be for her but for now it's between green and grey."...~~"

After all, what the hell would be the point in saving the world if
A. We were persecuted because of what we were while doing it.
and B. We didn't get to enjoy the world after saving it?

(I call the chapter after Tay's! Tay, DON'T have us head out yet, this chapter is a prelude to something I have planned after everyone's together.)

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