Post by blythe on Aug 2, 2009 16:21:27 GMT -5
Name: Blythe
Age: Sixteen
Experience: I can't recall. A short amount of time, I suppose.
How you found us: Word of mo- text.
Role play Sample:
Smooth it slides upon its travel, here a wimple, there a gleam—
O the clean gravel! O the smooth stream!
O the clean gravel! O the smooth stream!
Sailing blossoms, silver fishes, paven pools as clear as air—
How a child wishes to live down there!
How a child wishes to live down there!
Till a wind or water wrinkle, dipping marten, plumping trout
Spreads in a twinkle and blots all out.
Spreads in a twinkle and blots all out.
See the rings pursue each other; all below grows black as night,
Just as if mother had blown out the light!.
Just as if mother had blown out the light!.
Patience, children, just a minute— See the spreading circles die;
The stream and all in it will clear by-and-by.
The stream and all in it will clear by-and-by.
I was always terrible at quoting, but I believe he said "PURPLE DINOS!"
