The Land Between the Waters tag:,2007-09-10:/3 2008-11-23T02:31:45Z Where NPCs and the DM write about the world being created every week Movable Type Publishing Platform 4.0 Crowfeathers tag:michigamee.donaldwilson.info,2008://3.303 2008-11-23T02:30:52Z 2008-11-23T02:31:45Z Over lines by the ways o' manStalk the birdie biker clanWhere the rooks and the hoodies fedOn a feast of MacAdam's deadHe's a speaker o' tonguesHe's a dweller o' the lumsAnd down Broomielaw on highYou can hear Crowfeathers flyChorus...Crowfeathers, CrowfeathersOver... Donald Over lines by the ways o' man
Stalk the birdie biker clan
Where the rooks and the hoodies fed
On a feast of MacAdam's dead
He's a speaker o' tongues
He's a dweller o' the lums
And down Broomielaw on high
You can hear Crowfeathers fly

Chorus...
Crowfeathers, Crowfeathers
Over street and glen we fly
Crowfeathers, Crowfeathers
"Steal the sheep's back" Corbies cry

Catch the twinkle in their eye
Leer at lonely passers by
Fix you with a Raven's glare
It's how they catch you unaware
On a pine top bide the throng
Swear at every breaking dawn
And by the Naver and the Clyde
Sing aloud their battle cry.

Chorus...

On a Cuillen crag alight
Crow black feathers cry delight
Or a rone's a place to go
A million people crawl below
Stabbing midden heaps for gold
As crowfeathers did of old
And where the iron bridges span
Ride the Kye and haunt the lamb

Chorus... ]]> Prophecies of Dal Moor tag:michigamee.donaldwilson.info,2008://3.302 2008-11-23T01:25:52Z 2008-11-23T02:29:48Z I saw a raven, plumage paleI saw him drink the blood of the gaelAbove Clach Mor the gulls will wailTonight the prophet gets paidUig's stone so high and wideOdin's birds got it in it's sightIn Scaristavore they'll weep tonightTonight the... Donald I saw a raven, plumage pale
I saw him drink the blood of the gael
Above Clach Mor the gulls will wail
Tonight the prophet gets paid

Uig's stone so high and wide
Odin's birds got it in it's sight
In Scaristavore they'll weep tonight
Tonight the prophet gets paid

And he who dances shall see him
And they that lie will deceive him
For there are those that cannot see him 
Tonight the prophet gets paid

At Channory they scream advance
The Dove, the Crow they circle in the dance
Tasg spirits hold them in a trance
Tonight the prophet gets paid

The Libran moon it waxed and waned
Darkness felt the sting of black rain
A thousand dreams couldn't mask the pain
The night the prophet got paid

I saw a raven, plumage pale
I saw him drink the blood of the gael
Above Clach Mor the gulls will wail
Tonight the prophet gets paid
]]> Post the first tag:michigamee.donaldwilson.info,2007://3.3 2007-09-10T21:34:54Z 2007-09-10T21:35:50Z Hi there!... Donald Hi there!