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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 8:09 am

[ Fascinating Folk Filk ]

Not long he lingered. The spongewood yellow,
his shield, he seized; the old sword he drew: —
as heirloom of Telgar under-dwellers knew it,
who was slain by the sword-edge, son of Zedren,
friendless exile, erst in fray
killed by Igen, who won for his kin
gold-bright helmet, breastplate ringed,
old sword of Hanrahan, Hedren’s gift,
weeds of war of the warrior-lord,
battle-gear brave: though a brother’s child
had been felled, the feud was unfelt by Hedren.

This contest will run until midnight GMT on the ninth of November. We're looking for your best reinterpretation of a bit of poetry or a song - be that Just Dance or Early One Morning. Our favourite will take first place and take either the bronze or the green as they choose.

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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2014 7:03 pm

Riders (Royals by Lorde)

I've never seen a dragon in the flesh
I cut my teeth on stories from the harpers
And I'm not proud of my address,
In a mining hold, of low-grade crom-coal

But every ballad's like, smooth hides, bright flames, soaring high in the sky
hot blood, cold air, every day they risk their lives
We don't care, we're spared the cold of between
But everybody's like, Weyr life, Gold flights, carousing late into the night
High rank, idolized, to be loved is our right
We don't care, we're not caught up in your fantasy

And we'll never be riders (riders)
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of life just ain't for us
We crave a darker kind of love
You are not our rulers (rulers)
High up in your icy peaks
Underground we rule (we rule, we rule, we rule)
You see we were never freaks

My friends and I we save our marks
Working hard to gain a place among the handlers
And everyone who claims an egg knows well their worth
and how they've earned it.

But every ballad's like, smooth hides, bright flames, soaring high in the sky
hot blood, cold air, every day they risk their lives
We don't care, we're spared the cold of between
But everybody's like, Weyr life, Gold flights, carousing late into the night
High rank, idolized, to be loved is our right
We don't care, we're not caught up in your fantasy

And we'll never be riders (riders)
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of life just ain't for us
We crave a darker kind of love
You are not our rulers (rulers)
High up in your icy peaks
Underground we rule (we rule, we rule, we rule)
You see we were never freaks

Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Oh
We're stronger than you've ever feared
in the darkness we'll be here
Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Oh
Our life is not a travesty
We're not caught up in your fantasy

And we'll never be riders (riders)
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of life just ain't for us
We crave a darker kind of love
You are not our rulers (rulers)
High up in your icy peaks
Underground we rule (we rule, we rule, we rule)
You see we were never freaks

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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 6:16 am

A Harper's True Song

The Murdered Rider
(Twa Corbies)

As I was walking across the stone,
I heard two wild wherlings playing alone,
Then unto one the other did say-o,
Where shall we go and dine today-o?
Where shall we go and dine today?

Out beyond that yonder mire,
I know there lies a murdered rider,
And nobody knows that he lies there-o
But his 'flare and his Bronze and his Queen so fair-o,
His 'flare and his Bronze and his Queen so fair...

His Bronze is lost and gone Between,
His hunting 'flare flew 'way to ne'er be seen,
His lovely Queen, was Flown by another,
So we can enjoy our luckless rider.
We can take our time with him.

So ye may sit by his pale sides,
And I'll pick out his bonny blue eyes,
And with a lock o' his hair's gold,
We'll warm our nest when it grows cold.
In the mountains, when it grows cold.

Many a rider toasts to his name,
But he will, too soon, lose his fame,
And over his white bones, when they we bare-o,
The wind will blow forever more-o.
The wind will blow forever more.

Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 8:34 am

A Harper's True Song

Hall of Fame

Yeah, you can be the greatest
You can be the best
You can be the wingleader leading all the rest

You can beat the world
You can beat the thread
You can impress a gold, go stand on the sands!

You can be a harper
You can join a wing
You can be a wherhandler
You can be a weyrleader
You can be a master
Don't wait for luck
Dedicate yourself and you gon' find yourself

Standing in the hall of fame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
'Cause you burn with the brightest flame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 12:56 pm

We loved these entries a lot (like, a lot, I'm considering a wiki page), and we're going to give first place to Dizzy and second to Draconic! Thanks a lot for playing, this was supercool. If Dizzy can post her first choice, that would be awesome.

Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 5:11 pm

If you make a wiki page I'd gladly contribute more >_>

I'll take the bronze please and thank you.

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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2014 4:41 pm

Dizzy_Kat

If you make a wiki page I'd gladly contribute more >_>

I'll take the bronze please and thank you.

Cool! That means the green is all yours Draconic!

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