Stargate Worlds :: Bios and Pics :: Rollin Hafner, Modeller-Texture, Artist

The Allegorical Autobiography of Rollin Hafner Once upon a time there was a young man; tall and lean with the hair of a 14th century painting. He was unique in all the world, for although nature has a sense of humor, it seldom repeats a joke. This man was a llama tamer and hedgehog philosopher, the sort of man that made his imaginary friends worry about his mental state and occasionally have interventions with him. He liked wild things, like thunderstorms and birdsongs and he knew many of the clouds by their nicknames.

The young man spent most of his days speaking to the animals. He climbed mountains just to tell the sun if it was setting correctly. He could fish and track, and eat wild berries and fruit. But he was civilized; a gentleman even. Good at his studies, he became smart as a fox and wise as an eagle. He could hold infinity in the palm of his hand and eternity in an hour (or sometimes 38 minutes).

One day the young man decided to obtain an occupation. He went to an employer and said "I am Rollin Hafner. I can work a pencil like a magic wand and I have dreams when I am awake. Give me a job!"

But the employer replied, "This is the butcher's shop, and I only need butchers." So the young man tried the next employer. He tried the Baker, and the Candlestick Maker, but no one wanted to give him a job.

Then the young man traveled through the desert, the valley of the firebird, and here he found a guild by the name of Cheyenne. The members of this guild were something like magicians except that they dressed better and were less frequently burnt at the stake. The young man went to the magicians and said "Give me a job." "OK" said the Cheyennites. So the young man joined them and there was great feasting and celebration.

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