From Quills to Keyboards
Wednesday, August 29, 2001
The Mantis, with a keen smile on his face gave me details of what I had to do and what I was to do it with. Anymore power and he may tell me when I can and can't breath. No breaking the rules. As he walked away I finally remembered to breath, yep he had the power. What in the world did I get myself into?! I walked to the corner of the block; to a er...diner. If you could classify it as that. The food was horrible. The coffee was weak. And... well... it sucked. I ordered a cup of coffee. Caffiene in any dose is a very good thing. I heard the bell above the door cling and glanced over it who it was.
I hesitated, the idea of it all was tempting. But nothing came close to the feeling of what the Mantis had in store for me. But the words that came from my mouth would haunt me forever, "Yes."
