Reflections

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Reflections

On a late Friday afternoon, Bill Goodell left Oak Hall at Bemidji State University. He went to his Chevy pick-up and started the engine. Pumping the gas pedal a few times, the truck warmed up and began to run smoothly. Bill shifted into first gear and pulled out of the parking lot. He headed up Irvine Avenue and out of Bemidji city limits. He passed several gas stations and other businesses heading up to his friends' house.

Fiddling with the radio's volume, the radio stopped in the middle of George Thorgood's Bad to the Bone. The time flashed on the readout, 12:00 A.M. "Damn it!" Bill screamed, but it was useless. The radio had done this before. Bill reasoned that it was a bad wiring. Unfortunately, Bill lacked the knowledge to fix the radio, lacked the tools to fix it and he did not have the time to learn.

Bill Goodell drove up the dirt driveway to the Texans' house. It had been three weeks since he was at the Texans' home. The Texans were expecting Bill an hour ago, but the fresh snow made the roads slick as shit. Bill chuckled to himself on the simplicity of the Texans' nickname. It was based on their state of birth.

Johnothan Barksbee rode up the Orc Pit Inn and Tavern in the city of Oosmosk. It was over two years since he last saw the other members of the Circle of Champions. He wondered why they summoned him in such a long time. Johnothan laughed at the good times with the Circle. Its name was derived when he and his then-unknown companions in arms circled the lich king, Al-Khunt, and defeated him and saved the Dales from hundreds of undead creatures.

Bill opened the door to his truck and went to the house. For a moment, Bill stared at his pick-up. The white paint was chipped, the thing sucked ga...

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... his wounds. Johnothan gathered his equipment in the city. He bid farewell to his comrades and headed back to the Orc Pit.

"Good game," Bill said, stretching his arms in the air. Bill picked up his sheets and dice and placed into his backpack. He said good-bye and headed back to his dorm room.

Back in his room at the Orc Pit, Johnothan relaxed after his long trek. Johnothan sat down and emptied his backpack. He took the water basin, damped a linen cloth and wiped his brow. The half-elven warrior stood up and stared a mirror hanging from the nearly bare wall.

After unlocking the door, Bill entered his dorm room. Bill sat down and looked at his Johnothan Barksbee character sheet. He picked up a damp towel from showering early and wiped his forehead. The college student stood up and stared into the mirror next to his closet.

They stood and faced each other.

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