Me; YEAH! Someone actually answered one of my riddles! Now I can return and make more wonderfull...

Ed; Admit it, you forgot about it.

Me; Well, not really... yes.

ChRiS; Congratulations, spectrobemaster, for answering the riddle. The answer was the Quarter.

Me; Now the next riddle and story.

Riddle; This riddle is easy-peasy, as long as you know y.

William Shakespeare, The Bard, the master of literature, the man who never takes a bath, is running around in circles. This was normal though. Palmedes knew from the first time they meet in that old warn down building in England that William will be more than the eye beholds.

When they first meet, Palmedes was trying to get out of the rain. The old building he found was practically sealed off, but he found a way in. The whole building was in ruins but was enough to get out of the rain and hide from the humans.

He went into a large room that could have been to ballroom, but was destroyed in many places. To his surprised, he found someone else there to. The man was sitting on a boulder that once was part of the ceiling. He had his eyes closed as though as in thought. "Good evening, or is this morning?" The man spoke making Palmedes jump back.

"It's evening. What are you doing here?" Palmedes went forward, he was not afraid of this little human.

"The question should go to me. For what are you doing here?" The man opened his eyes and looked at Palmedes. The two men looked the complete opposite of each other; skin, built, hair, etc.. The man on the stone took a deep breath, "I live here." Palmedes almost didn't believe him then the man spoke again. "I've been living here the past 200 years. Sorry I haven't kept it up." The man was talking to Palmedes as though they were once friends. The man was not concerned with the fact he has entered his home without permission, but was glad about it.

Palmedes stepped in front of the man, "Who are you?"

"Shakespeare, and you?" The man on the stone looked up.

"Palmedes."

Now, many years later, in the old car junk yard that took the two only a few months to complete; the humans get new cars, they get ride of their old ones, even older ones come in by the dozen... William Shakespeare's circle dance is a normal site. He takes care of the dogs and other things, they are having guess soon. Palmedes has to leave soon with his taxi anyway. Only he can't do that yet until Shakespeare moves the pile that fell behind it. What odd friends. Friends till the end.

I am sorry!!!!!!!!!!!

My computer hasn't liked me latly and school has been taking over and work and AUG!! (dang RNA!)

Hope you like it. ^^' r&r