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Old 11-20-2002, 06:55 AM   #8
Ransom
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Aye, the stories are certainly good,thought the young human, but where’s the food?

Seeing that the innkeeper had departed to assist Estelyn as she gathered supplies for her trip, Ransom rose from the chair and ambled over to the fireplace. The heat and light provided by the roaring flames was truly welcome, and Ransom drew one of the chairs in front of the fireplace and sat back down. True, it was strange that the logs didn’t seem to burn at a normal rate, but Ransom could live with that. Indeed, he would have to visit this place much more often.

Sadly, his powers of higher thinking were greatly diminished by the overwhelming human impulse to support their internal metabolism through termination and consumption of other organism. Simply put, Ransom got hungry. One of the gray-cloaked servants had approached to stoke the fire, and he temporarily became the object of the soldier’s attention. “Good sir, would you be so kind as to procure a bowl of soup and some bread for me?”

To his utter bemusement and amazement, the servant simply nodded and left, returning almost immediately with a bowl of hot soup, laden with every kind of meat and vegetable imaginable, as well as a large loaf of bread. The servant set the tray down and left, disappearing like the one that had greeted him at the door. Ransom shrugged and began to eat, careful not to eat too much or too fast. It would be highly unsightly if he lost his dinner because he’d swallowed an extra pea. He continued to eat, occasionally glancing around the room and waiting for the next tale….
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