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Post by Conan Breandan on Oct 11, 2011 19:39:21 GMT -5
[[ I listened to this while writing... www.youtube.com/watch?v=aZD9nt_wsY0 ]] “Once, very very long ago and far away over the Eastern Sea, there lived a creature of ferocious size and appetite. He had the tail and head of a great eagle, the biggest golden eagle you have ever seen. And the rest of him was pure, sleek gold fur with ebony stripes, the body of a tiger. This beast called himself Gryphon.
He was ferocious and hungry, capable of eating the biggest fish at one go. He did not tolerate trespassers on his property, and, viewing them as no smarter than the deer of the wood or the fish of the sea, he ate them. But one day, there came a beautiful woman, a warrior princess, bound to put a stop to the eating of her subjects…”Conan paused, taking a drink as the music from his violin slowed. Soon he picked up the bow again, playing a short passage that was meant to continue the story. A delicate strain quested, as if the princess were searching far and wide for the beast that she sought. Every now and again stronger tones would show, now hungry and hunting, then slow and drowsing. Conan looked out into the audience, bringing them into the story. I believe. This is real, can you see the Gryphon as he leaps from crag to crag in his mountain home? Do you see the princess as she follows a wild track through the forest? The music became softer, a gentle counterpoint to his voice as he started to speak again. "She followed a wild thing's trail through the forests, she found where little trace was left and learned of her foe."
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