Friday, February 08, 2008
In e kingdom where elves and goblins and many other creatures dwell, e elves were off to celebrate e massive festival. The festival where e party goes on for days deep in e forest. But e kingdom cant be left unguarded, thus e remaining goblins community took over e role of guarding e rims of e island, where e kingdom was founded on.
But some of e elves aint that patrotic towards e festival that commemerates e great hero and chose to stay behind. But alas, these elves are thrown into a sea of ??? when e goblins muttered gibberish stuffs among themselves.
Maurfus e elf chose to bring its little lunch box out today, of all days. Being a peaceful afternoon, where birds probably chirp but scotching *hot!!*, Maurfus opened e lunch box which strangely contained no food but only hunting tools and probably what seems like utensils. Geex. Maurfus never bothered to take a close look at these tools and wondered which is which.
Naru had been very nice to hand Maurfus some labels so that it could correctly label each and every tool. But poor Maurfus was lost nevertheless..
...Eventually, it was done. Maurfus, being maurfus wouldnt stop at that of course. It must be so "itchy-handed" enough to add on boos and nots to e lunch box, keeping in mind that it had to be professional of course. The little lad, however young it was, knew e importance of upholding e image of e mighty warriors of e kingdom.
But Maurfus didnt get down to eat its food, cos e entire hunting and consuming process is too tedious for e little fella to understand and e policy is eat e own food you hunted. But elves, being elves, could survive without food for as long as they want. But not their entire lifespan, of course. But they aint faries, thus they had been fed well before, right at e moment they were born, so as to ensure they wont die of hunger.
Anyway, a goblin came along and they started chatting. The topic of e catapillar train came along. In e kingdom, strangely e elves and goblins are e size of a typical blue smurf, thus e catapillar is huge enough to serve e population of probably 20.
Somehow e usuals horrors that happened were leaked a little to Maurfus. Maurfus freaked out of course. But strangely, that didnt stopped Marufus from wanting to know more. Well, not e details of course. Maurfus was surprised that it got so freaked out by e tales related by e goblin. It was surprised because it didnt flinch a single bit when reading e EYES of DArkness e day before. Was it because e story wasnt narrated vividly enough? Not so. E story was worded so descriptively that e entire picture can be painted out. Yet Maurfus was freaked out by e latter and not a wink bit by e former.
It caught Maurfus by surprise when Canvas e elf was warm all of e sudden. E past days have proven Canvas and other senior elves to be a bunch of impossible-to-communicate folks.
Maurfus recalled e point sl made and find it all very true. Geex. Sl is like a guru that fully understood e whole system and sl is e wise old elf that sits on e top of an oak tree. Sometimes, an evil twin that strikes a striking resemblrance to sl will appear and sl would go, " oh please..dont compare me with an elf that's 1.5times my age..!!~"
But some of e elves aint that patrotic towards e festival that commemerates e great hero and chose to stay behind. But alas, these elves are thrown into a sea of ??? when e goblins muttered gibberish stuffs among themselves.
Maurfus e elf chose to bring its little lunch box out today, of all days. Being a peaceful afternoon, where birds probably chirp but scotching *hot!!*, Maurfus opened e lunch box which strangely contained no food but only hunting tools and probably what seems like utensils. Geex. Maurfus never bothered to take a close look at these tools and wondered which is which.
Naru had been very nice to hand Maurfus some labels so that it could correctly label each and every tool. But poor Maurfus was lost nevertheless..
...Eventually, it was done. Maurfus, being maurfus wouldnt stop at that of course. It must be so "itchy-handed" enough to add on boos and nots to e lunch box, keeping in mind that it had to be professional of course. The little lad, however young it was, knew e importance of upholding e image of e mighty warriors of e kingdom.
But Maurfus didnt get down to eat its food, cos e entire hunting and consuming process is too tedious for e little fella to understand and e policy is eat e own food you hunted. But elves, being elves, could survive without food for as long as they want. But not their entire lifespan, of course. But they aint faries, thus they had been fed well before, right at e moment they were born, so as to ensure they wont die of hunger.
Anyway, a goblin came along and they started chatting. The topic of e catapillar train came along. In e kingdom, strangely e elves and goblins are e size of a typical blue smurf, thus e catapillar is huge enough to serve e population of probably 20.
Somehow e usuals horrors that happened were leaked a little to Maurfus. Maurfus freaked out of course. But strangely, that didnt stopped Marufus from wanting to know more. Well, not e details of course. Maurfus was surprised that it got so freaked out by e tales related by e goblin. It was surprised because it didnt flinch a single bit when reading e EYES of DArkness e day before. Was it because e story wasnt narrated vividly enough? Not so. E story was worded so descriptively that e entire picture can be painted out. Yet Maurfus was freaked out by e latter and not a wink bit by e former.
It caught Maurfus by surprise when Canvas e elf was warm all of e sudden. E past days have proven Canvas and other senior elves to be a bunch of impossible-to-communicate folks.
Maurfus recalled e point sl made and find it all very true. Geex. Sl is like a guru that fully understood e whole system and sl is e wise old elf that sits on e top of an oak tree. Sometimes, an evil twin that strikes a striking resemblrance to sl will appear and sl would go, " oh please..dont compare me with an elf that's 1.5times my age..!!~"
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