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    Private Tales A Big Pea in a Small Hole

    I bounced along the roadways as I am wont to do now and then. The trees waved above me as I passed and I offered them a wave and a bow. Good folks trees. Never too high and mighty despite their size. It didn't suit a person to think size meant superiority. Though a certain emperor down south...
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    Fate - First Reply On The Road.

    "My dear friend, I am a halfling, a hobbit. the most kindly and well educated of the mortal species." the bard said with an air of surprise that did not hinder his jovial tone. "We are lovers of simple joys. A meal well cooked, smoke well packed, and ale well brewed. Though a few of us more...
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    Open Chronicles We Built This City on Muck and Souls

    His small voice carried on the coastal breeze farther than his size would have suggested as he continued his sailor's lament. "Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her! For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow. And it's time for us to leave her..." His tone and...
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    Fate - First Reply On The Road.

    The timidity and shyness of the Satyr was endearing as The Bard watched him shuffle his hooves and play the fae pan flutes. There was a beauty to the vulnerability, that he'd not soon forget. Song worthy, to be sure, for though the forest spirit was a full head taller than the halfling bard, he...
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    Open Chronicles We Built This City on Muck and Souls

    "When I came upon the shore," he sang proudly as he sat upon an old barrel. His barely three foot frame still feet shorter than most passersby, "The shroud of night twas still falling." He raised a hand and flourished at the wrist to send a spray of colors above his head in the air. His hand...
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    Fate - First Reply On The Road.

    The added notes pierced the air and floated on the wind like cottonwood seed. The notes were crisp like a mountain stream in spring and seemed to change like the seasons as the descended to somber necessity like a deep winter snowfall. The Bard halted his steps as the other being stepped from...
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    Fate - First Reply On The Road.

    The fine dust of the road rose in small clouds that glistened white and tan in the midmorning sun. Quiet unhurried steps moved along the hard pack as he enjoyed the living majesty of the forest that framed the winding highway like river banks. Was it song worthy? Perhaps? A ballad, a sonnet...