Looking into his eyes, waiting for him to recognize him Gerald got a bad shock though. The last time Gerald had seen a guy with eyes like that, the ma... had died in less than a fortnight. In Drew's unblinking stare he slowly recognized something that he had hoped for never to see again.They used to call it the 'thousand year stare' in Nam. Like if you had seen it all, from hells worst to the even worse and just waited for it to be over at last, not even there anymore. Suddenly he felt as if no. Hide the rest here.’ He paused for moment and I think he saw the distrust in my eyes. ‘I buried mine under my stove.’ I felt ashamed that I had mistrusted him. With his help, I found a spot in my cabin where I placed most of my gold. Once satisfied that it hidden from all but the most ambitious of thieves, we headed into Dawson. Dawson was a beehive of activity. Odd how a man forgets what civilization is like when he is out in the wilds for an extended period of time. Our first stop was to. The energy, though it has not mind, knows in it’s design that the song is all. Must be continued. And it shall be, it also knows. The energy is shy, quests, no more, it sweeps inward with the force of a tidal wave. A tsunami of pure, angry, need. An animal force that Growls in it’s need to use the part of itself to keep the song alive. The heart does not fade, it grows stronger. Life blood, the essence of power within the universe, flows into the decimated, war-torn veins. No life can withstand. Everyone was surprisingly really nice and professional. I watched the others girls give their shows, working the pole, bearing every inch of their bodies to the crowd and wondered if I could do the same. I got a ride home from one of the bouncers and planned to come back next week. I didn’t make it back. Why that was is a story for another time. I never became a stripper and I didn’t give it a second thought after that. I grew up to be a nice little office girl who wears sensible shoes...but I.