Z'leyra lies on the deck staring up at the sky. After a few moments she gathers enough strength to gasp "...ouch....". She awaits the green mist that she expects to soon enfold her. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: <http://www.powersandperils.org/pipermail/pnpgm/attachments/20180925/26ccbfe3/attachment.htm>