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Annunfuiniel · 05-05-2003, 08:13 AM

"Have you by any chance seen a hobbit couple dragging a gigantic carved wooden rabbit around?"

The somewhat odd question, which was uttered in an even more curious tone, and the nearly scorching breath following the words intruded in Annunfuiniel's sleep. Half asleep she turned to the source of the voice just to end up face to face with Angara, the fiery dragon! But no need to worry, Annun had just dreamed of dragons and shining knights so she wasn't that startled of the sight this time – just a bit disappointed: this once her dream was actually becoming real life she would have wished it to be the one with, say, Robbie Williams or Russell Crowe (the accent! *sigh*).

"Well, have you?", the dragon repeated her query starting to get a little irritated by the mindlessly gazing maiden. Annun didn't quite grasp what the smoking beast was talking about but the image of gigantic wooden stature being dragged into a place full of people expecting no evil somehow made her feel uncomfortable. After long considerations it finally dawned to her. Hobbits and Homer? Sounds a bit far-fetched to put it mildly...

"No, I haven't seen such a curious sight", Annun spoke at last "But mind you! I wonder if the hobbits have read their 'Iliad'; tried wile's the best wile, as they say..."
The dragon eyed Annun's drowsy appearance (her somewhat curious pad had left red patterns on her right cheek) rather dubiously before tramping away to the opposite direction.

Annun was now quite awake and ready for some action but a quick look around showed that she was one of the 'early birds' of the party at the moment. The tea seemed to have played tricks on The Saucepan Man: he really didn't look able for a conversation, not to mention that tugging him to the dancefloor surely would have proved hazardous. Isilmë on the other hand seemed to be having good time with Talômi and Sophia was nowhere near to be found. In this situation Annun reluctantly decided to go get a glass of wine and do some studying. With full glass in her hand she sighed heavily and opened her book (treating the emergence of print culture in Anglo-American cultural sphere) hoping that someone would very soon give her an excuse to stop.

[ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Annunfuiniel ]

05-05-2003, 08:13 AM	#950
Annunfuiniel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Something close like Shire Posts: 769	"Have you by any chance seen a hobbit couple dragging a gigantic carved wooden rabbit around?" The somewhat odd question, which was uttered in an even more curious tone, and the nearly scorching breath following the words intruded in Annunfuiniel's sleep. Half asleep she turned to the source of the voice just to end up face to face with Angara, the fiery dragon! But no need to worry, Annun had just dreamed of dragons and shining knights so she wasn't that startled of the sight this time – just a bit disappointed: this once her dream was actually becoming real life she would have wished it to be the one with, say, Robbie Williams or Russell Crowe (the accent! sigh). "Well, have you?", the dragon repeated her query starting to get a little irritated by the mindlessly gazing maiden. Annun didn't quite grasp what the smoking beast was talking about but the image of gigantic wooden stature being dragged into a place full of people expecting no evil somehow made her feel uncomfortable. After long considerations it finally dawned to her. Hobbits and Homer? Sounds a bit far-fetched to put it mildly... "No, I haven't seen such a curious sight", Annun spoke at last "But mind you! I wonder if the hobbits have read their 'Iliad'; tried wile's the best wile, as they say..." The dragon eyed Annun's drowsy appearance (her somewhat curious pad had left red patterns on her right cheek) rather dubiously before tramping away to the opposite direction. Annun was now quite awake and ready for some action but a quick look around showed that she was one of the 'early birds' of the party at the moment. The tea seemed to have played tricks on The Saucepan Man: he really didn't look able for a conversation, not to mention that tugging him to the dancefloor surely would have proved hazardous. Isilmë on the other hand seemed to be having good time with Talômi and Sophia was nowhere near to be found. In this situation Annun reluctantly decided to go get a glass of wine and do some studying. With full glass in her hand she sighed heavily and opened her book (treating the emergence of print culture in Anglo-American cultural sphere) hoping that someone would very soon give her an excuse to stop. [ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Annunfuiniel ] __________________ Despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt.