Last night, I had a really strange dream. I was a beggar called Ivor. Estelyn Telcontar was Frollo (from the Hunchback of Notre Dame). I was to kill her and asked her if she wanted to be killed by a staff, a club or a rusty sword. She chose the staff. I (or Ivor the beggar) was just going to crush her back with the staff, when I realized that I could not kill anyone.
Then Esty-Frollo told me about three opposing parties - elves, dwarves and hobbits - who wanted to adopt Garion (from David Eddings' Belgarion-books) after his parents' death. I had to test what party I was in. I was given paints and a paper and I had to paint something. I painted something red (which actually looked like SpM's new avvie. The result of the test was that I belonged to the dwarf party.
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Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer
Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris
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