xxxxxAs soon as Timmy
unwrapped the giant book of mazes he forgot about all the other
presents. Pencil in hand, he started the first maze before the candles
on the cake had even stopped smoking.
xxxxxOver the following weeks, Timmy's
skill increased rapidly, the mazes getting harder in kind with each
turn of the page. He knew that this was what he had been made to
do, that his ability to solve mazes was his purest talent.
xxxxxIt wasn't until halfway through
the book that he first sensed it -- a black thing, horned and waiting
for him, hungry among the mazes.
xxxxxFinally, one night Timmy awoke
with the beast's roars loudly in his ears, its smell fresh in his
nose. He went to the desk and began sharpening his pencil like a
spear. When he reached that final, fateful page, he wanted to be
The Elitists say: Wow! WOW! We originally didn't think much of
Matt Bell's work, because we couldn't read it! What a waste it would
have been to miss out on a story like this. Luckily Ann Micelli
and Andrea Szabo are fluent in SANSCRIPT! Matt
I'd say you
owe Ann and Andrea a little "Thank You."