by John Gibbon
“It seems you are way too wise for a Huntress,” said Takeshi, as the platform hurtled through the darkness.
Their platform came to rest in the center of a stone flagged square, beautifully landscaped with blossoming trees, green lawns, statues and fountains. The Towers and parapets of a golden sandstone city towered all around them, as they stood together in the bright sunlight, under a bright, azure-blue sky. Hordes of different game characters thronged around the little party: beautiful elves and archers; both bright and dark, handsome men and fair maidens in mages regalia, Knights in a variety of shining ornate armor, grumpy Dwarves and savage muscular Orcs, all hurried by, intent on some business of their own.
“Well done guys! I think we have reached the Heavenly City,” said the bear. “It’s weird though.”
“Why weird?” asked Trisha.
“There are characters from lots of different games here.”
