While picking some grass to fill a pillow to lay me heed doon on I find the prize and hide it on my favorite Scottish Isle. Ah but which one!
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The Scots of course insist that the pipes produce music. But the point is after all not too important. For those who love them, the pipes can evoke more vividly than any other instrument, high emotion, they can inspire valor, and tell of tragic tales of battles long ago. They can call forth merriment or sentiment. It does not matter what the sound is called, those who are deaf to its merits would not understand anyway.
Well this is the last time til after the move so I'm taking it back and making a run for it catch me if you can. I will will miss you of you back on May 9 or 10.
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Hopes are towers in the skies Dreams are wings taking flight
The Boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best Shadowy and vague. Who shall say where one ends and the other begins
Han!Han! mon capitan I have turned myself into Q now and can travel through times and I am taking the prize and try and find me in the galaxy....good luck!!!!
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"Few men are brave:many become so through training and discipline." Flavius Vegetius Renatus
"I think a hero is an ordinary individual who finds strenght to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles." Christopher Reeve
Does this mean that Druid's no longer going to try for the prize here? In that case, I'll just hunt leenie down and get it from her!
Using my patented Wombat GPS tracking, I locate leenie and liberate her from leaning forward under the weight of the prize. (whew! How about that alliteration?)
Being a faerie wombat, I fly back to my Australian homeland and tuck the prize in the pouch of a passing wallabee and make plans to rendezvous with her at a secret location to redeem it later.
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Faerie or not, I'm the Lady of Avalon and looked in the sacred water and located that wallabee of yours and took away the prize and brought it on Avalon with me. And since nobody knows where and how to get to Avalon...well tough cookie for I keep the prize.
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***sneaks in to hand Sister Knight a magic Amulet of Protection. Sister Knight take this and the Prize. I found my Prize IRL the Lass of my dreams and I am so happy that I want the world to share my joy, so I will give ye protection of the Grove.
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Aye if ye are at Stone Mountain fae the Festival in October ye will be able tae meet the Lass that saved my life when I tried to end it! She is now my Lady and my Beloved
I got it! That WAS easy! I have it hidden in my 100 year old root cellar under my house. Believe me NO ONE wants to go down there - there are unspeakable things down there - including some old jars of food that my great-grandfather put down there about 95+ years ago. Seriously, there are! So, the prize is hidden among those jars. Just try and find it!
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"He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust."" Psalm 91:1-2
"Be what you would seem to be--or, if you'd like it put more simply--Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise." from "Alice in Wonderland"