> *The choice is yours ... You have it, with my thanks ...*

I hesitated for a moment. Aye, indeed I had always believed that I was
nothing more than someone else's dream. Years ago I had stumbled into
Arcadia from a door in another world...a world that I could no longer
find and no other patron had ever crossed.

Rhioban the librarian had no book, the wandering Chance had never seen it,
the Magician John Taney knew of no such place.

5 years in this House and I'd never left by the front door. I was afraid,
afraid that if I opened that door I would vanish back into the dreaming. So
I came and went by the service entrance or my bedroom window.

I took the coin, unsure if I would spend it.

"Ravenlord, how do I know that I wouldn't meet oblivion?"

I drank a glass of cool water.

"And, I..I.." I looked away from the RavenLord's eyes in shame, "I'm afraid
to travel alone."




W.