AKA_Bait
2008-01-04, 02:12 PM
Loreund's Boat
Out upon the shore
I gazed among the stones
And saw a beauty
Fair and sweet
Unclothed upon
Upon a seal skin bed
I ran to her
Toes aliced on stones.
I must make her mine!
She saw my charge
and coat in hand
she leapt into the brine!
Off she swam,
My fair maid no more.
I saw her dive
and not break the surf
She'll rest again
on Loreund's shore.
Loreund's Boat exists in myth and legend. It's location is unknown. Some say it has no fixed spot but that the island floats free of any point in the sea bed and sails wherever it's inhabitants, the Loreunds, take it. Loreunds themselves are equally enigmatic. What they are exactly varies from tale to tale but two things are constant: they are humanoids and they are beautiful.
The island itself is quite small, just a mile in diameter. A tall sea green and black tower sits in the center of the island, it's base surrounded by fruit trees which spill out in every direction until they reach the rocky shores where many seals lie sunning themselves. The scene is calming and lovley and sailors boast of having set foot upon it's shores, catching sight of a Loreund, or even bedding one. Although many who make their lives on the sea tell of mermaids, only the most traveled sailors tell of Loreunds.
Out upon the shore
I gazed among the stones
And saw a beauty
Fair and sweet
Unclothed upon
Upon a seal skin bed
I ran to her
Toes aliced on stones.
I must make her mine!
She saw my charge
and coat in hand
she leapt into the brine!
Off she swam,
My fair maid no more.
I saw her dive
and not break the surf
She'll rest again
on Loreund's shore.
Loreund's Boat exists in myth and legend. It's location is unknown. Some say it has no fixed spot but that the island floats free of any point in the sea bed and sails wherever it's inhabitants, the Loreunds, take it. Loreunds themselves are equally enigmatic. What they are exactly varies from tale to tale but two things are constant: they are humanoids and they are beautiful.
The island itself is quite small, just a mile in diameter. A tall sea green and black tower sits in the center of the island, it's base surrounded by fruit trees which spill out in every direction until they reach the rocky shores where many seals lie sunning themselves. The scene is calming and lovley and sailors boast of having set foot upon it's shores, catching sight of a Loreund, or even bedding one. Although many who make their lives on the sea tell of mermaids, only the most traveled sailors tell of Loreunds.