Dec 01, 2006 04:50
Snowfell this eve!
Our brotherhood of warriors/navigators trekked through the harsh winter conditions, discovering flags and huddling for body heat. There were times when the snow was almost up to my knees. We traveled at least a mile and a half. We spoke in the tongue of the olden days and I was dubbed "Admiral Oreol." I was a navigator with my "hole two" flag, digging my way through the whitewash like Gandalf the Grey. We discovered one of the Three Wise Men and mounted him on a steak to display what our kind can do to the Jews.
Tomas was Lord Blackface, and Peter was Master Bjorn Flamestomper.
It was some of the best fun I have had in a long while.
But I am tired. Winter is so much fun.