Scriber's Night Game: The Bardy Road. .

Friday, May 4, 2007

The Bardy Road. .

De bard thereby capture thu witchy, lonely, dancing under darkening smokey pines, twitchy in the campfire's erriely flickering light; composing fertile lines, comparing de old gone Running Deer, with thu beauty of earth's bounty. He fust must understand, plain words seldom win fair ladies' hand, ner... Sign in to see full entry.

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