Re: [HeroWars] The patrol

From: Guy Hoyle <ghoyle1_at_JqvZZ4k9KELEF65VLavsNU8ZBG66CgwrgdqJRS9SNdogzTySKdngmuk9WmNKW-cr1iBT>
Date: Thu, 21 Jun 2001 09:26:37 -0500


At 11:15 AM 6/21/01 +0000, you wrote:
>The Lunar Patrol stood looking down into the valley. Windmills and
>watermills stretched as far as the eye could see, which was not to
>the horizon, because there wasn't one. Or was there? Most of the
>people (for there are no men and women amongst the Orlanthi, just non-
>men and non-women) who could be seen below were doing very odd
>things. There were people jumping along tree tops, non-men with
>sensible trousers were running up and down the cliffs which rose
>steeply from the far side of the valley floor, other non-men were
>dancing naked amongst the barley. Non-women where pulling some sort
>of parchment and wood construction through the air, colliding
>with others who seemed to be swimming in the air, as if in water.
>
>With the steady clatter of the mills, the constant blowing of horns,
>pipes and flutes and the clanging of wind chimes, it is wonder that
>the Orlanthi could communicate with each other. But although none
>spoke without yelling, the cacophony did not seem to matter to them.
>With all the bellowing it was hard to tell people from cattle.
>
>'What's *he* doing?' said one of the young Lunar soldiers. His
>companions turned to watch a non-woman in a non-skirt jumping and
>leaping among some huge, regularly patterned standing stones
>expelling air out of his backside in some sort of incredible
>rhythm. 'Must be some sort of religious ceremony' said
>another. 'Nonsense! It couldn't be' said the patrol leader, 'you
>would need a big city for such a thing', and with that they left.

Suddenly a duck rode up, deftly erected his yurt, and began to fellate himself...            

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