

It wasn't just towers that were rezzed. At one point, a cloud of prims came down around me. I then found the ground around us littered with fish! Salmons to be exact, steelhead salmons, how the Steampunk community, and the Relay team, got it's name. At another point, simple two-prim sheep were raining down from the sky, "Ba-a-a-a-a-a!" One of the Steelheads wolfed out, and looked like the sight of all the sheep put him in shock, like his dream come true had materialized and couldn't believe his fortune at seeing all that mutton.

Eventually, it was time for us to part ways, and the Salmons logged off or headed back to Steelhead.

And so, one of Second Life's biggest yearly events truly comes to a close, with hundreds of participants, notably the Passionate Redheads of Sunweavers/HV Community/Angels Estates where the Newser has it's office and neighbors, and the Steelhead Salmons of Steelhead whom have been happily sponsoring the paper. Thank you for the complements of our coverage.
For the Newser, it's the end of a particularly busy time, starting in early June with our Second Anniversary, then the Second Life Ninth Birthday, then a couple important weddings at HV Community and Steelhead, and then the Relay for Life Walk. There were a few things in the news that coverage had to wait on, but we'll get to those. With the SLCC kaput, it'll be some time before our next event that gets the attention of the whole Grid.
The Relay Walk may be over, but the news never ends.
Bixyl Shuftan
Running laps for a late friend. They quickly came and went, their images fading away into the
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