An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Aneys.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap is at 65. You change? Off 65 80.'
The gully continues 'Eyes hurt? Turn Color OFF!! (regular story dates)

Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a metal bound tome encrusted with jewels on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Aneys' scribed in glowing blue ink.

Author:    Aneys          
Date:      Thu Sep 13
20:11:08 2007
Subject     First Memories...

A dark
purple and black tear appears above the little black haired girl.

She had gone for a stroll through the Vallenwood forest below
Solace to
clear her head from her every day worries.  She had
been gone for a couple
hours now and has ventured a fair distance
from home and town alike.  It was
becoming a very brisk night and
her pale sun dress wasn't very good
protection from the chill. 
Her thoughts however kept her oblivious to the
changes in
temerature.  


She couldn't get over the little boy with short
brown hair harrassing her
about having no mother and a drunk for
a father.  


The little boy was the son of the town's leather
worker and his friend's
fathers were equally important.  She
loved her father.  He was a good man,
however when her mother
died it seemed he had lost all hope in life.  It was
when her
mind had wandered into memories of her mother that a loud
crackling
sound brought her to her senses.  Looking upwards in
the direction of the
bizzare sound, she noticed the sky above her
head being torn open in bursts
of dark purple and sometimes black
energy waves.  Her black eyes opened wide
in horror at the sight
as one of the energy waves washed over her.....  


 
(To be
continued...)

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.

Authors: All|A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M|N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z
Astinus sighs as he recants 'We saved 868 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'