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Poem: "The Swan-Children's Song"
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ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: October 17th, 2009 07:00 am (UTC) (Link)

Well...

They may not have survived as a people, but their descendents still live, and every once in a while the old blood breeds true. Tiny people they are, smaller even than me, with dark hair and eyes, and moon-pale skin. People may talk about redhead temper, but oh, the Picts are like Scorpios. They'll chew your ankles off, piss in your soup, and open the latch to let your enemies kill you in your sleep. They were a popular people to conquer ... but never a safe one. I think this says it best:
http://www.emeraldrose.com/lyrics/pictsong.htm

Their tactics, too, live on. They had a gift for hiding and fighting unseen, for sabotage and deception. Yet they were a fine and honorable folk if you didn't dick with them.
fayanora From: fayanora Date: October 17th, 2009 07:08 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Well...

Cool. :-)
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