Bards - Tag Tale Part 2

Tue Jan 9 22:00:23 PST 2001

> Tag Tale 
> Part 1 by Robert Fitzmorgan
> 
>     Sven stood at the prow of his longship.  The
> rolling of the ship a match 
> to the rolling in his gut.  The sun was peaking over
> the horizon like a giant 
> bloodshot eye.  He had drunk a great deal of mead
> the night before, everyone 
> had.  Not enough though.  Not enough for them to
> forget ...  Was there enough 
> mead in all the world to make them forget that?  The
> oarsmen were intently 
> studying the sunrise, the sea or the backs of their
> companions, looking 
> anywhere but at him.  No one dared to look at him.  
>     It was time to decide on a destination.  It
> would have to be Ireland.  No 
> one knew him in Ireland.  He would have to do
> something very impressive if he 
> was ever to show his face at home again.  He would
> have to build a reputation 
> so fierce that know one would dare to so much as
> smile behind his back.  Not 
> that they would forget.  They would never forget.  
>     If only it hadn't been Gunther's pig.
> 
> 
It was Gunther's pig Bthkstyslobishkiwy (pronounced
Bob) who had accidently knocked over the King's
favorite...

next...

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Kateryn la Esclopiera

Il est bon d'etre la ganse.
(It's good to be the gimp.)
               -Ryn the Gimp

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