Corvidae
Rook and jay, crow and raven, we sat and feasted on dragon and phoenix and rare meats. It has been a long time since the ancient fellowship was first convened in 1989 (or thereabouts). We had different names then; we have different names now – but the fellowship remains. Here is an account.
Over the years, we have been Man-in-Grey, Hunt-for-White-Lion, and many other life-brooches of the Aesgarnir. We "have seen the Eternal Footman... snicker," and we are not afraid. We know that we too have an eternal existence, whether in roles or at play or in the communion of the sanctified. And we partake of a brotherhood that has not been sundered for twenty years.
What a gift! What a life!
Over the years, we have been Man-in-Grey, Hunt-for-White-Lion, and many other life-brooches of the Aesgarnir. We "have seen the Eternal Footman... snicker," and we are not afraid. We know that we too have an eternal existence, whether in roles or at play or in the communion of the sanctified. And we partake of a brotherhood that has not been sundered for twenty years.
What a gift! What a life!
Labels: Friendship, Games, Remembrance
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Unfortunately, not all of the members were present. Floyd's Cousin and The Lizard King were noticeably absent.
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