Iarwain lay in (yet another) one of his memory comas in the dark and empty hall. Suddenly, he awoke and for once, he laughed aloud, the echoes sending eerie sounds out into the night. Then, getting up off the floor, he strode off to the nearest exit and calmly towards the gathering for the Downie Awards Show.
[ May 11, 2003: Message edited by: Iarwain ]
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