01-05-2007, 12:39 PM
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Flame of the Ainulindalė
Join Date: Jan 2006
Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves
Posts: 9,308
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Originally Posted by Oddwen
While I was learning the ancient art of making chain mail out of wire rings, my time came, and I was to go out to face the bad guy, who appeared to be Nogrod.
I was assisted by my faithful Hookbill, and I think EomerotR and Lommy. We charged onto the field yelling bloody murder, and I woke up.
I don't know how it ended. I probably won.
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It must have ended up even as I still feel quite alive... 
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Upon the hearth the fire is red
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet...
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