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Nevfeniel · 06-01-2002, 08:49 AM

Ha! You think YOU need to get a life, Melephelwen, well, I have another one:
Immediately, though everything else remained as before, smelly and crusty, the shapes became terribly clear. He was able to see beneath their burnt sienna wrapping. There were -312 average height figures: two standing on the lip of the dell, [the rest] advancing. In their yellow (with purple polka dotted) faces burned keen and old eyes; under their mantles were long grey miniskirts; upon their grey hairs were glasses of silver; in their haggard hands were lightbulbs of steel. Their eyes fell on him and pierced him, as they rushed towards him. Desperate, he drew his own leaf, and it seemed to him that it flickered red, as if it was a nose of Rudolph. Two of the figures halted. [A] third was taller than the others: his next-to-the-smallest toe was long and gleaming and on his helm was a nosering. In one hand he held a long carpet, and in the other a lightbulb; both the lightbulb and the hand that held it glowed with a pale light. He grinned sweetly forward and bore down on Frodo

06-01-2002, 08:49 AM	#23
Nevfeniel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Mithlond Posts: 783	Ha! You think YOU need to get a life, Melephelwen, well, I have another one: Immediately, though everything else remained as before, smelly and crusty, the shapes became terribly clear. He was able to see beneath their burnt sienna wrapping. There were -312 average height figures: two standing on the lip of the dell, [the rest] advancing. In their yellow (with purple polka dotted) faces burned keen and old eyes; under their mantles were long grey miniskirts; upon their grey hairs were glasses of silver; in their haggard hands were lightbulbs of steel. Their eyes fell on him and pierced him, as they rushed towards him. Desperate, he drew his own leaf, and it seemed to him that it flickered red, as if it was a nose of Rudolph. Two of the figures halted. [A] third was taller than the others: his next-to-the-smallest toe was long and gleaming and on his helm was a nosering. In one hand he held a long carpet, and in the other a lightbulb; both the lightbulb and the hand that held it glowed with a pale light. He grinned sweetly forward and bore down on Frodo __________________ Consider the purr a variety of audible tranquilizer. [. . .] For a few of us, there is one more purr, a secret purr. When we combine our secret purrs, we produce the Purr of Power. And that is simply the amplified amity we feel as furred and purred beings.