(I'll go along, np)
Avalona sighed, and began.
Once, in a land, a tale so old and grand,
There was music, music that created
The stone came, the sword forged,
Together, they are one.
A mage, a river, a lake, a shimmer,
Death in heaven, Dark water.
Sadness, and joy, mages grand,
Enchant, they give gifts to the worthy.
Sword from stone, new life, grown.
End of days.
(Avalona was giving a story and a prophecy. The last 6 lines were both story and prophecy.)
(no, i meant about the cinnamon bun part, before that.)
(no, i meant about the cinnamon bun part, before that.)
(As in she's my own rp, nobody use her without permission!)
(oh, ok. Sorry? I didn't think it was that big a deal for someone else to say a character said something)
(oh, ok. Sorry? I didn't think it was that big a deal for someone else to say a character said something)
(IT IS FOOLISH MORTAL I AM ODIN AND THIS IS MY……….. YOYO!!!!!!!)
"What does any of that mean?"
(I think we should go if we feel we should, and maybe abolish the order)
Earlier we said that we would post in order so we wouldn't speak at the same time. Now, just because there is more happening, we don't need to do that anymore.