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A soothing sense of homeyness prevails upon your senses, and you pause for a moment by a mahogany bench covered in wine-colored velvet. A dark figure approaches. In the light of the candle on the table beside the bench, you see... ![]()
She shakes her head, grinning. "Of course, if you prefer the company of others..." She indicates a pair of marble pillars across the hall. With a crackle of blue lightning, the space between the pillar swirls into a black void. "'Til I'm the most interesting person anyone has ever met, here are the websites of some people and things that are undeniably interesting..."
"Maybe you would like to journey into the library or the art gallery..." "Before you leave, make sure you take an address label from the mail room. Let me know what's up, give me new suggestions for my page, send me odd and unusual links, ask me a question...whatever." ![]()
Lookee! This many people have visited since February 20, 1997! Would you perhaps like to exit onto the Village Green? If you did not enter through this medium, the Village Green is a community of web pages based on a narrative style. If you would like to have a link on the Village (note: we do not offer Internet space), please contact me.
At the request of some very demanding individuals, I have started a page that logs my updates. I have updated at least one part of my mini web Wednesday, January 17, 2002, 11:30 AM EST. This web-page IS Y2K compliant. To find out what has changed, go here. Me Links Resume Friends Library Gallery Rings Email Sign Guestbook
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