VoyForums
[ Show ]
Support VoyForums
[ Shrink ]
VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

Login ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time | Archives: 1234[5] ]
Subject: Storytellers


Author:
Tuffen of GG GG GG GG GG GG GG GG GG GG
[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]
Date Posted: 15:40:39 10/23/05 Sun

I am in GG, GG, GG,GG,GG,GG,GG,GG,GG,GG,!!
Alrighty, I'll give it a go:
First, how to pronounce the names:
Corral- ka-RUHL
Pheobe- FEE-bee


The fire licked at the logs hungrily with such power and force that it was mind reeling to think that the one feeling it produced was an utter sense of warmth and happiness. The smooth stones that surrounded the hearth of the mantle glowed with light. The room was small, being a tiny section of the library where the librarian fixed the books with new covers and such. Redwall's librarian was a very ancient mouse named Corral. Corral had seen many years of both justice and injustice, thus his knowledge stretched farther than any Redwaller could perplex thier mind enough to imagine. He sat in a velvet red chair, his nose in a book as always. With a shaky paw, he rubbed his eyes. Slowly, they closed and he drifted off to sleep....
" CORRAL!! Oh dear, you fell asleep again! Please do continue with the story!" Ferny requested. Ferny was a young otter, older than a dibbun but still in her prime. She was gently shaking Corral with one paw and holding a candle in the other. By her side, an otterbabe nodded in agreement. "Pweez, mista Cowwal? You was tellin' us'ns a 'tory! It's Tory Time!"giggled Pheobe. Pheobe was a rascally otter dibbun, and she wore a dirty night gown with strawberry stains all over it. In her secret pocket inside of the tunic, Pheobe hid her treasures- candied chestnuts, shiny cups, acorns and spoons. Laughing excitedly, she jumped on Corral's lap. "You was 'bout to tell us 'bout the two explorers clues, 'memba?"
Corral sat up " Oh! yes, sorry indeed. Ferny, pull up a chair. Pheobe, come sit in my lap. This is a long story. Once apon a time, very long ago, there were two friends. Actually, quite like you two! There was an older squirrel, about Ferny's age, and his name was Flash. Flash was the fastest squirrel Redwall had ever seen. He could shimmy up and done a tree before you could blink an eyeball. His young friend, a dibbun squirrel just your age" The old mouse turned to Pheobe and tickled her nose. "Her name was Snicket, and she had the largest appetite for nuts than anybeast could imagine! She had nuts for breakfast, two snacks of nuts until lunch and three more nut snacks to keep her going until dinner. Of course, she grew to be very large, chubby I mean, and wasn't the most agile squirrel, but she still kept up with Flash. And Flash knew to slow down when Snicket grew tired. They were the best of friends. At that time, the abbess was Abbess Memsie, the jolly old hedghog. For a very long while, the abbey was at perfect peace. Until one foggy night. Clambering to bed, Flash was so tired he felt he could sleep for a month. He hopped in bed and fell asleep. Yet in his dreams, Martin came to him. Raising his sword, the legednary mouse spoke. And the words didn't come from his mouth, it seemed as if they were spoken into Flash, into his brain. Martin's words were:
I pass my sword along to thee,
You, sweet, living image of me,
Take your friend who eats a lot,
Bring all that you have got,
It's time to leave the beloved abbey,
So in the morning, tell Memsie Mother,
That you have buisness other,
Twixt the rocks of sullen life,
And the girl you'll soon call wife,
You must pass clearly by,
Take thee sword of my,
Questing calls some,
leaves some others,
some love adventure,
some cry to their mothers,
You have the call,
overall,
It would be best,
for to quest,
At the very earliest hour,
You two will leave Mossflower.
Martin bowed and dissapeared. For the rest of the night, Flash slept peacefully.

That is all fer now!

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]



Forum timezone: GMT+0
VF Version: 3.00b, ConfDB:
Before posting please read our privacy policy.
VoyForums(tm) is a Free Service from Voyager Info-Systems.
Copyright © 1998-2019 Voyager Info-Systems. All Rights Reserved.