Posted by SC DESDEMONA on February 27, 2009, 1:31 pm, in reply to "Minemineminemine."
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Oh sweet Rhiannon, come on down to Solira :]
Feel the rhythm pulsating through your little puppy bones, NAME REF: in welsh mythology, Rhiannon was a horse goddess. There is a myth that her son disappeared in the care of six of Rhiannon's ladies-in-waiting. Fearing death, they smeared puppy blood all over Rhiannon in her sleep and lay its bones around her bed in order to make it seem as though she killed her son.
clitterclackclitterclack, these iron walls can't keep me down. RANK REF: iron walls=prison. Rhiannon=prisoner. Easy enough?
I'll bet your bark is no worse then you bite HAREM REF: bark=wolf, wolf=Andarin.
for you look like a bee but you sting quite like a butterfly, baby. HISTORY REF: In this post, it is written that Rhiannon was built like a good warrior but, alas, she was better suit for the scholars :3
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