The random thought processes and semi-lucid meanderings of a middle-aged neo-feminist poet in search of much more caffeine....
23 August 2008
NEOMFA after Orientation gathering
08 August 2008
Across the Bifrost Bridge
We sit in silence. Some weep softly. A few tell stories, pass a bottle of Tullimore Dew.
In memorializing a good man's untimely death we are reminded of life.
We touch. Hold hands. Reach out to each other knowing that none of us knows the hour that the ravens will come for us.
You out there at home... touch someone. Reach out to someone you love and tell them you love them. Life is too short to waste even a moment of it alone.
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Silverthorn arming up
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07 August 2008
Silverthorn and Denewulf
Denewulf is the sword and shieldman, Silver fights polearm. Silver is shorter by a couple inches, and (I think) cuter (though I could be biased). Can you tell which is which?
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Midrealm Court on the Field
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Anna and Laoise guard Midrealm Gate
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06 August 2008
Lance Gets the Bird
This is the afternoon that Lance will be inducted into the Order of the Pelican. I have the medallion that Suvdchin and Mirrim passed on to me and that I passed on to Corun. It comes on a chainmail collar so that the wearer is ever reminded of the burdens of such an honor.
Fighters seem to be rolling in now, so court should start shortly....
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Una watches from among the Laurels
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