Tag: story
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Smoktober 20 Delilah is delighted to receive visitors in her lair,And even by dragon’s standards, Elijah’s an old friend.After a warm welcome, she listens patiently his storyShe’s pained to see him so afflicted… and smoky ***Delilah est enchantée de recevoir de la visite,Et même pour un dragon, Elijah est un vieil amiAprès un accueil chaleureux,…
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Smoktober 19 Hold her hand and cross the gap.Breathe slowly, breathe softlyDeadly fumes fills the air, old chapSo mind your steps, help your lady. *** Tiens ferme sa main et aide-là à passer Respire lentement, respire doucement,Car autours de toi n’est que fuméesAlors prends sa main et en avant ! Ink brush on A6 sketchbook…
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Smoktober 18 “Here we are, this is her lair.” sait Elijah“That’s a lot of smoke, replied Sarah.I’m noticing now, but yours smells… different.”“From what?” “From before. it’s more… pugnent?” *** “Nous voici arrivés. Voici son repaire.”“Tant de fumée… Dis, J’le remarque maintenantmais la tienne ne sent plus comme avant”“Ca s’aggrave peut-être. Elle nous aidera, j’espère.…
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Smoktober 17 It was a long walk to the top. And not an easy road.“See my dear? Theses are the chimney I told you about”“Strange how the soot only sticks to rocks… How far to him?”“To her. This seller’s a she. We’re getting closer, my dear.” *** C’est un long chemin ardu et pentu jusqu’au…
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Smoktober 15 So Elijah set sails to the south roads, To the land of the dark mountains pylonsTo the place he bought this strange mixtureThat may be the cause of this… smokitude? *** Alors Elijah met les voiles vers le SudVers le pays des Pylônes de Pierre NoiresL’endroit d’où il se procura ce tabac rudeQui…
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Smoktober 13 So they searchs for every box, pouch, carton, and packet they ownThere’s leaves and powder, moist snuff and snus, chewable and more, There’s even a box of special luxury spiced special extravaganza mixThey go through all of it, even if Sarah don’t like the smell of this *** Alors ils déballent chaque boite,…
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Smoktober 12 “What will we do my dear” said to his wife the old sailor “I think the tree’s right. The problem may not be the pipes”“Don’t you worry my dear, I’m here with you, we will find.Let’s starts by looking at your stach of tobacco boxes” *** “Que va-t-on faire maintenant ma chère” dit…
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Smoktober 11 They sails to the wild coast, then the forest, deep and darkTo see the old talking tree, that grew pipes from his bark“This is one of mine, I am not cursed, so you’re mistakenMaybe you should assume that your pipes aren’t the problemBut something else that is for you condition to blame.Although I’m…
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Smoktober 10 They sails to the land of Lilliput, see Clefrin FrelockHe’s retired from official duties, and opened a shop“It’s indeed a pipe of mine, I recognize my crest.I swear to thee there’s no magic nor curses in my craft.”The sailor’s sight, it’s gonna be a long quest.“Hang on” said his wife, let’s sail to…