"Jani" <jani@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote in message
news:F%wya.6060$S91.47317176@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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>
> Out from the windswept dunes, under a cloudy moonlit sky, comes a
cloaked
> and hooded figure. The long sweep of the beach is empty in the
moonlight,
> and the deserted longboats creak and rock in the wind.
>
> Gravel and shale crunch underfoot as the figure moves towards the shore.
> Grey waves roll, cold and uncaring, and the rain begins ..
>
> Who is the shieldmaiden to guard, in this abandoned place? Where are the
> swordsman, the mage, and the witch? Is there no story to be told, no
fires
> lit, no goblets raised, after all this long time of waiting?
>
Mi'Lady, hail and thrice welcome. Tis too long since mine eyes have beheld
thy face. My sword and whip are at your service, though first a feasting
in
your honour.
Then with goblets full and horns of plenty we can share tales and cast
away
this weather.
Tis already a brighter place for your presence, though the rest of your
greeting I shroud in wings of shadow, before we seek the mage and witch.
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