Post by Nerius on Sept 24, 2007 12:08:02 GMT -5
(09/24/07 12:46:48 )
Nerius Magnhild
Guest of Hulneth,PG
Fields
Farming Land
says to ALL:the grain stalks brushing My skin, leaving small trails as the whipped in defiance.....the Central fire heating the day, didnt do much in ushering in the fall...in fact it was hardly noticable....not like the evening air, that brings the whisp of chill
(09/24/07 12:51:10 )
Nerius Magnhild
Guest of Hulneth,PG
says to ALL: looking backi My posts disappearing...I should make a mad dash for the hills lest the whirlies eat me......grrrr...
I hear voices as my Men followed apple up the path......she led the to the barn, and the tool room....they emerged with similar impliments for cutting the grain.....pia also emerged carrying baskets.....mori to joined in this endeavor....My men began their attack on the field...stalks were flying this way and that...the bonds followed gathering them, stripping the seeds, filling the baskets.....the men worked like true men of Torvaldsland...their sweat mixed with the ground that bore them....I looked on in appreciation for their skills....most raised on farms they new this kind of work,,,,We stopped just as the sky became a bright hue of purple and red....I released them back to the ship....and another day soon they would return to complete the task
Nerius Magnhild
Guest of Hulneth,PG
Fields
Farming Land
says to ALL:walking back to the bonds that knelt huddled and talking...they had 8 baskets of sa-tarna grain....I looked back knowing there was plenty more...I nodded to them speaking...put them in the store room...and get back to your normal chores...."mori, fetch My dinner...a tankard of meade, schnell"...."yes my Jarl"....she rose and scampered away towards the cabin....
Nerius Magnhild
Guest of Hulneth,PG
Fields
Farming Land
says to ALL:the grain stalks brushing My skin, leaving small trails as the whipped in defiance.....the Central fire heating the day, didnt do much in ushering in the fall...in fact it was hardly noticable....not like the evening air, that brings the whisp of chill
(09/24/07 12:51:10 )
Nerius Magnhild
Guest of Hulneth,PG
says to ALL: looking backi My posts disappearing...I should make a mad dash for the hills lest the whirlies eat me......grrrr...
I hear voices as my Men followed apple up the path......she led the to the barn, and the tool room....they emerged with similar impliments for cutting the grain.....pia also emerged carrying baskets.....mori to joined in this endeavor....My men began their attack on the field...stalks were flying this way and that...the bonds followed gathering them, stripping the seeds, filling the baskets.....the men worked like true men of Torvaldsland...their sweat mixed with the ground that bore them....I looked on in appreciation for their skills....most raised on farms they new this kind of work,,,,We stopped just as the sky became a bright hue of purple and red....I released them back to the ship....and another day soon they would return to complete the task
Nerius Magnhild
Guest of Hulneth,PG
Fields
Farming Land
says to ALL:walking back to the bonds that knelt huddled and talking...they had 8 baskets of sa-tarna grain....I looked back knowing there was plenty more...I nodded to them speaking...put them in the store room...and get back to your normal chores...."mori, fetch My dinner...a tankard of meade, schnell"...."yes my Jarl"....she rose and scampered away towards the cabin....