Ashleigh Blaze. Has anyone heard from her since she moved and went job hunting a year ago?

to all the Merry Elves who worked under extreme conditions to bring the site back from our depths of despair to give us a home once again.

MY THANKS TO ALL OF YOU ! ! ! ! !

I was immediately up and dancing around the apartment trying to come up with excuses about why I couldn’t possibly be anything other than human as she just sat there smiling and the others watched me as though they thought me crazy or possibly worse while Eáránë countered my every argument.

All right everyone.... just came from the kitchen so be careful, this is still hot - Anesidora

Sometime later I was awakened from an interesting dream by the shrill of the alarm clo.... No, I finally awakened enough to realize it was the phone ringing. I let the answering machine take it but was drawn to the phone by the frantic sound of a voice which was leaving a half scrambled message.

After Alice had assured herself that I was going to be all right, despite my hallucinations, she departed. I tried to be as quiet as possible so I wouldn’t awaken Candy if she was asleep only to discover she wasn’t home which was a bit of a letdown. That meant I was home – alone, for the night. I’ve been involved in or seen entirely too many shows because I had this nearly irresistible urge to begin placing traps around the apartment.

The following day I had only one scene which required dialogue, for which I was duly grateful. However our Friday flights had been moved to Saturday to minimize the number of non-show people present. Now it was Saturday which promised to be the nightmare. As I was in only two scenes which were completed early, I received the director’s blessing and was able to go to the hangar to practice on the simulator for much of the remainder of the morning. I got back to actual flight again right after an early lunch. The morning had been difficult, requiring four takes for my one scene plus an unscheduled retake of a previous scene which the director added since I was there and available.

Candice made it home promptly at seven while I was finishing preparations for supper. As she was late tonight she had missed her ride and took a cab which bothered her just as much as their expense did me.

“Fifteen minutes.” I told her just after we kissed our greetings. I was wrong though, it was closer to twenty.

“I hope Magic realizes I didn’t do that on purpose. I was just doing whatever they told me to do for the studio’s photo shoot. Crap. Who would have thought KABT would have a camera crew out who would happen to see me and go hyper about it? Maybe it’s a good thing I’m not flying for a few days. I can hide in the studio and maybe it will all fade away by the time I begin to rack up more flight time. By the way, do you need help with your role or are you silent again.”

The next forty minutes passed by much too quickly as far as I was concerned. I was having the time of my life even if my flight area was still severely limited to a small space some three hundred meters long by a hundred wide.

Things are beginning to become hectic so I'm posting this now rather than waiting until Tomorrow afternoon. - Anesidora

The next morning as Candy was getting into her friend’s car to ride to work my little Lincoln limo pulled up. She was off before she saw who it was that came out for the ride, although she could probably guess from what I had told her last night. As far as my ride went, traffic was a bit heavy going in so we were just pulling up at studio 14 promptly at eight.

“It was a dark and stormy night...”

“Aw Jack, you start all your spook stories out like that; least you have for the past five years. You gotta make this story different. You know, jazz it up or something. Make it seem normal, like it could really happen.”

“Normal? You want normal the day before Halloween?”

I’d been home for nearly a half hour debating with myself about letting Candy see me like this or keeping it a secret for a bit longer. I finally opted for a little of each. I took off the expensive clothing carefully hanging the skirt, blouse and jacket before putting most everything else away in my dresser. The purse.... uh.... okay, on the shelf in the closet. I was back in the jeans and blouse which was the way Candy saw me early this morning. My hair was a bit different and the breasts a bit larger – breasts? Oh crap. Okay, so I didn’t remember I had these two things on my chest. Well – I’ve had a lot on my mind the last couple of hours. It was when I removed the new fancy bra and made to catch the birdseed bags that I rediscovered those two heavy weights. Well, I guess I knew I had these things stuck to my chest but I didn’t realize they were ‘stuck’ as in, semi-permanently glued there.

I stood on the hill gazing out across the shallow valley before me. The chains in which I had been shackled for so long were still hanging from my wrists, although the link between them had been broken offering me enough freedom of movement to do many things.