*Sen just sat there, smiling slightly. He leaned back against a tree, and closed his eyes, humming something that eventually wove its way into a song...*

Oak and spruce, ash and Willow,
Watch the clouds over your head billow.
Millae and Tissel, Rose and Lilly,
Watch them dance like a bright young philly.

Go to sleep Ellaen’s bold young friend,
Close your eyes as the old days end.
Wake anew to a better day,
And see again the sun’s bright ray.

Dream of me, as you slumber,
As the sun fades now to umber.
As the moon rises in the sky,
On wings of dreams you shall fly.

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Morwen rushed back with a flush on her face and a huge bundle of sticks. "Alright, where is Deawen?" she asked, plopping onto the groud and choosing a stick carefully. She wrapped the end of the stick in a spare peice of leather, and pulled on a thick, steel-plated glove onto her right hand. "Deawen!" she yelled into the woods.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

"what?" Deawen shouted right behind Morwen causing her to jump!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

"Ready? Who else is playing? Oh, my am I giddy!" sputtered Morwen.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

*Sen sighed, and stood up.*
Okay. How do you play?

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Eohric stood up and said, "For the sake of understanding all of the stories, I'll play." "Deawen, you take this, if you would," said Morwen, lapsing back into commander mode without realizing it.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Deawen snorted at Morwens comment
"well we divide into two teams then we basicly stalk each other!" Deawen shouted Adrod came up Deawen fell silent "whats going on?" he asked "just a game Brother!" Adrod thought for a momnet then "i will play"

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

"Ah! But the specifics! (AKA RULES!) You forgot them!" said Morwen. Not waiting for Deawen to continue, she said, "No live steel, though in this case, you may just want to move any weapons to the other side. (Lke, if you're right handed, you move the sword from the left side to the right side of your body) Just in case of any reflexes. Um....Anything you'd add, Deawen?"

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

"any of you that shoots me with a dart is dead!" Deawen smiled
"and stay on your team!"
"team captians?)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

"I think it shoud be us. I mean, we are the 'experts,'" said Morwen. "Plus," she said with a fiendish grin, "You wouldn't want there to be an unfair advatage."

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

*Sen smiled, and picked up a stick.*
Then this game looks fun...

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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When the music died down, Artinwe briefly thought of his own home, and though he enjoyed music, had no skill to play it. With a sigh, he rolled out a blanket and went to sleep. He was rudely awoken what seemed like no time later by a body falling on top of him. It was Morwen, flushed with the exertion of running. Adrod came up behind and gently prodded her with his stick. "Off to prison with you, now," he said. Morwen obliged, apologising (yes, British spelling HEE HEE) to Artinwe. Adrod then invited Artinwe to join them. "But I have no weapon," Artinwe said. Adrod drew his sword, swept off the branch of a tree and quickly sripped off its offshoots. "Yes, you do," Adrod said, handing it to him.

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(darling how lovely for you to join us! lol i can't belive i just said that!)

Deawen crept through the brush she spotted her victum "perfect" she thought Deawen slowly moved forward then with lightening speed she tackled Sen "ha got you!"

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*When she got up, she realized that she was merely holding a large branch with leaves. A gentle prod on her back made her turn, and there was Sen, standing behind her with a stick.*
I think this means I got you.

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Artinwe had joined Deawen's team. He had been patrolling the neutral territory. Suddenly, he came upon Sen, who was intent on something in front of him. Artinwe saw Deawen pounce. He saw Sen gently prod her with his stick, and heard him say: "I think this means I got you." Artinwe then had a thought, and nearly laughed to himself. He walked up behind Sen, who turned at a gentle prod on his back. "I think this means I got you," said Artinwe

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

*What appeared to be Sen smiled, and faded to a whisp of smoke.*
Touche, my friend, yet it seems like both of you have guessed wrong.
*Said a voice from behind Artinwe's ear, as he felt a gentle prod in the back.*
If you see me, you actually don't see me. Why do you think I survived so long in Mordor?

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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