| steve the signmaker greeting yon steve the signmaker. i just can't believe it, i tried to follow up on the story in the other folders, and by the time i got there, you were gone, as well as arcon and all the rest. Poof! like a billow of smoke, dissapeared. By say, [she said confidentially, as they do in pubs] I give up on the pub story, i'm leaving the whole thing to the good people of fantasy land. [long live fantasy]. i'm only writing short things now, and only a few paragraphs a day, or else, i get all into all the stories and then i get into TRRROOOOOOOUUUUUUBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLEEEEE. |