Ponder the Meaning of Life
You're hard thinking is cut short by the unnerving feeling that
someone is watching you. Someone powerful, sly, wicked, and perhaps
evil. Maybe even . . . exotic.
You spin around and around searching for that someone --or something--
that you know is out there. Suddenly, you hear eerie
laughter.
This rock could be a sign. But of what, you do not know. Anything in
this vast wall of Mists could be the key to the meaning of life. You
ponder this for a while.
