Go Forth, Mine Emerald Feres…
For thou art successful in answering mine question. Go forth now to where the sun doth start to rise, and thou wilt surely find success in thy journey. I bid thee adieu, and godspeed. — Man, I almost had a nosebleed with all that thees and thous! It’s a good thing I’m used to Mimbrate Arends *nudges ripplecloud* or I might have gotten my fingers all tangled up together with all that talk.x_x Anyway, good luck to the froggies! I don’t know who they’ll be facing next, so I wish them all the luck in the world.
September 17th, 2008 at 6:07 am
Haha! Aww! : D
Thanks for leaving a comment in my blog! ♥
September 17th, 2008 at 5:38 pm
oooo sayest I, the keen poetry of rusty, metal-smelling men like Mandorallen doth maketh me swoon~
September 18th, 2008 at 7:52 am
THANK YOU! *cough croak*
The blue stone I have with me is glowing brighter than usual…
September 22nd, 2008 at 8:36 am
Thou spoketh true, ripplecloud. I, however, do not have the beauty in speech dear Mandorallen hath, for his tongue is laid with honey, albeit his smell be that of rusted buckets from the well yonder.