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Woman of Secret Shadow
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: in hollow halls beneath the fells
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I don't know what kind of salted liquorice your grandpa has fed you, but it's lovely, really. At least in Finland.
![]() I made Kath, tgwbs and Mith try it when I met them in London (we found a shop which sold all kinds of foreign candy, Finnish salted liquorice included) and at least Kath and tgwbs didn't find it that bad (or then they were just polite ).I can buy you some when you come to Finland, or bring with me if I meet you somewhere outside Finland. You don't have to eat it if you don't want to, though.I thought this dream was too small to post as this is about the only part I remember of it, but since I'm posting here now anyway, I can write it, too. Last night I had a dream Rune went through a cosmetic surgery because he wanted to look like Paris Hilton. He then posted a photo of himself on the Downs and everybody agreed that the result was very Paris Hilton-like.
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Flame Imperishable
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Right here
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Welcome to the Barrow Do-owns Forum / Such a lovely place
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Woman of Secret Shadow
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: in hollow halls beneath the fells
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The dream didn't amuse me so much that I would have needed smilies.
Mainly because imagining Rune as a girl is such an everyday thing for me.
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: Facing the world's troubles with Christ's hope!
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I dreamt last night that Gwathagor kept following me around. He was wearing a black fedora and was in hunters attire (he looked very much like Theodore Roosevelt
). When I confronted him he jumped into some bushes and started whispering, "You can't see me, you can't see me." I finally got tired of him following me around and confronted him a second time, but this time he started waving his new found gun and doing his best impersination of Mr. Heston's famous words: "From my cold dead hands."There are many other wierd things that happened in the dream but only one other part conscerns the Downers. In the dream I went to a Country Music concert, but it soon turned into a cage fight between Chuck Norris versus Rune and Legate. Rune kept got beaten to a pulp after shouting, "For the mother land!" and Legate kept on whimpering and trying to get out of the ring. ![]() After the fight we all watched Chuck Norris bench-press a C-5 Galaxy.
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I heard the bells on Christmas Day. Their old, familiar carols play. And wild and sweet the words repeatof peace on earth, good-will to men! ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Stories and songs. |
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: Facing the world's troubles with Christ's hope!
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I heard the bells on Christmas Day. Their old, familiar carols play. And wild and sweet the words repeatof peace on earth, good-will to men! ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Shade with a Blade
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Stories and songs. |
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Werewolf Psychic
Join Date: Apr 2007
Location: In fire, water, earth, and air. But mostly water.
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I had a snippet of a dream last night.
I was reading the werewolf game, and for some reason had decided it was time to post, Night was over, so I typed up this really long post, sent it, looked back up, and had crossed with Fea who had written my death. Curiously, I wasn't Shasta, though, I was some other name that I don't remember, but I recognized it as me.
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Shasta– ... However, if he's innocent his famous clairvoyant powers must be taking the week off. Meanwhile, the Night-kills have been awfully effective– almost like we're dealing with a psychic wolf... - Nerwen, WW LXXV |
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