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Postby mise » Wed Jan 10, 2007 4:47 pm

and so they went against the wind to find the bridge of tears for that is where they had to go before they could really clear that purple haze
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Postby nessieq » Wed Jan 10, 2007 4:50 pm

(purple haze? Blimey, i wish i'd have heard more about THAT part of the story...)

and so they left the hill of tara, picked one of many roads through a strange land, followed a bridge (that carried them over) and shortly arrived in an ancient town.
"Can you tell me now where the bridge of tears is?" mise asked one of the inhabitants.
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Postby Turlough » Wed Jan 10, 2007 4:54 pm

"Wait!" said one, "What was that side raod back there?"

"Hmmm, almost seems too late to turn..." said another.
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Postby Grania » Wed Jan 10, 2007 4:57 pm

The Wild Cry could be heard echoing around them like the voice of a
bean sí, putting fear in their hearts...

EDIT Sorry Turlough, didn't realised you'd posted :oops:
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Postby nessieq » Wed Jan 10, 2007 5:04 pm

The man answered "My name is Alistair, Alistair McColla, and I will show you the way to the bridge of tears".
"Do you hear what i hear?" mise cried with glee, "we have a kind stranger to help us on our journey!"
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Postby mise » Wed Jan 10, 2007 5:19 pm

But before journey's end said Alistair teidhir abhaile riú, come home with me it's not far just over the Blackstairs and past Tower Hill If you listen closely you might hear the macalla (echo)
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Postby Grania » Wed Jan 10, 2007 5:24 pm

"Macalla, a cry from the hills?" Grania asked, "Do we follow you?"
"Yes," replied the stranger, "you need to take the road, to the Blackstairs"
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Postby Methica » Wed Jan 10, 2007 6:17 pm

And the we´ll walk To the Water, and we will Whisper To The Wild Water in hope that the Peacemaker will heal this land
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Postby youremyenergy79 » Wed Jan 10, 2007 7:47 pm

the members of this story were a little confused...after a long journey
Grania was on the big rock watching her hourglass...
she tought "maybe the bridge is down by the sally gardens?"
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Postby Grania » Wed Jan 10, 2007 9:19 pm

"Oh no," replied mise, the bridge is just beyond Mukkish Hill and the Poison Glen, do you rememeber, we found it whilst roaming the green fields of goathdobhair
Nessie smiled, remembering the party they had had on the beach at old bunbeg
"Oh the days of the dancing" she sighed, "do you remember girls?"
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Postby Turlough » Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:01 am

Mise said "Moya sometimes looks at those group shots of us on the beach, dreaming of hearts still young, this tide now turning."
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Postby nessieq » Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:22 pm

"Oh, I'll always remember that," replied ness, " I still believe we are all completely nuts. There are so many faces and happy memories."
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Postby Grania » Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:47 pm

In this place of memories, that was where everyone realised they wanted to be. So they set out on the road to the Blackstairs and began their journey.
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Postby Methica » Sat Feb 10, 2007 4:59 pm

And so when they we're on top of the Blackstairs the realised they has a long way to go... Don't Give Up, Moya daid, we can make it, just hear my prayer! and so Moya's prayer started... She sang of long times ago, times that gone past,
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