But he was a good and righteous man and omniscient so he knew that name already
-
Sign up or login, and you'll have full access to opportunities of forum.
Wragg's Adventures In Cruxland
- Thread starter Wragg
- Start date
-
- Tags
- original content
The cross references here with Rebellion 2014 are making this so special and so much fun....great writing Wragg! Can't wait for more.
Part VIII: Wragg is sent on an Errand
“Not only that, my Lady
“We know where she is hiding
“In a hidden village in a wood
“About two hour’s riding”
“The wood, it is a maze, my Queen
“Tis easy to get lost
“The rebels know their way about
“Our men would get picked off.”
“We’ll send someone to parley, then
“To represent my voice
“We’ll get that woman out, you’ll see
“We’ll give her little choice!”
“We need someone that we can spare
“If he goes in the bag,
“Or ends up on Barbaria’s cross –
“Now, where’s that rascal, Wragg?”
So, once again I stood before
The Northland’s Royal Queen
Her hair still red, my face became
A subtle shade of green.
“I’ve got a job for you, my lad
“My little errand-boy
“An important job of state, mind you
“I think you will enjoy.”
“You go with Phlebas and his men
“A force ten thousand strong
“You’ll go into a tangled wood
“An elf will help along.”
“There you will meet a rebel Queen
“Barbaria is her name
“Tell her from me that Phlebas will
“Put the whole wood to flame!”
“Or else she can come back with you
“Her folk will all be spared
“And hand herself to Phlebas, who’ll
“Bring her to me, with care!”
“My lady, if I say that to her
“She’ll nail me to the door!”
“If you don’t go, I’ll tell you now
“I’ll nail you up, for sure!”
And so it was that in due course
An elf-girl as my guide
I ventured in to that awful wood
And wondered if I’d die.
My morbid thoughts then worsened
When I heard the elf-girl say
“The elven folk have told her
“That you are on your way!”
“Oh great!” I thought, “that’s torn it
“They’re waiting there for me
“With a great big cross and hammer
“As sure as sure can be.”
She took me by the hand and led
For many a twisting mile.
The calls and screams in that dread place!
At last we reached a stile
The elfen-maid let go my hand
And nodded at a door
Should I go in? I could not say
I trembled, that’s for sure
I took my courage in my hands
And pushed the ancient wood
I gingerly stepped inside the door
And there Barbaria stood.
“Not only that, my Lady
“We know where she is hiding
“In a hidden village in a wood
“About two hour’s riding”
“The wood, it is a maze, my Queen
“Tis easy to get lost
“The rebels know their way about
“Our men would get picked off.”
“We’ll send someone to parley, then
“To represent my voice
“We’ll get that woman out, you’ll see
“We’ll give her little choice!”
“We need someone that we can spare
“If he goes in the bag,
“Or ends up on Barbaria’s cross –
“Now, where’s that rascal, Wragg?”
So, once again I stood before
The Northland’s Royal Queen
Her hair still red, my face became
A subtle shade of green.
“I’ve got a job for you, my lad
“My little errand-boy
“An important job of state, mind you
“I think you will enjoy.”
“You go with Phlebas and his men
“A force ten thousand strong
“You’ll go into a tangled wood
“An elf will help along.”
“There you will meet a rebel Queen
“Barbaria is her name
“Tell her from me that Phlebas will
“Put the whole wood to flame!”
“Or else she can come back with you
“Her folk will all be spared
“And hand herself to Phlebas, who’ll
“Bring her to me, with care!”
“My lady, if I say that to her
“She’ll nail me to the door!”
“If you don’t go, I’ll tell you now
“I’ll nail you up, for sure!”
And so it was that in due course
An elf-girl as my guide
I ventured in to that awful wood
And wondered if I’d die.
My morbid thoughts then worsened
When I heard the elf-girl say
“The elven folk have told her
“That you are on your way!”
“Oh great!” I thought, “that’s torn it
“They’re waiting there for me
“With a great big cross and hammer
“As sure as sure can be.”
She took me by the hand and led
For many a twisting mile.
The calls and screams in that dread place!
At last we reached a stile
The elfen-maid let go my hand
And nodded at a door
Should I go in? I could not say
I trembled, that’s for sure
I took my courage in my hands
And pushed the ancient wood
I gingerly stepped inside the door
And there Barbaria stood.
Last edited:
'Come in, I've waiting for you' she purred...
t
...Run ...Away!!!!
t
...Run ...Away!!!!
and?....................
Well, you can say what you like, Barbaria, but there are plenty of cross referencesThe cross references here with Rebellion 2014 are making this so special and so much fun....great writing Wragg! Can't wait for more.
W
Oh no!!!!
No need to worry, Wragg, as hero of this story you have what it takes to see it through
Wragg himself they all praised to the skies—
Such a carriage, such ease and such grace!
Such solemnity, too! One could see he was wise,
The moment one looked in his face!
(with thanks to Charles Dodgson
)I've just posted a pic here http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/enjoy-the-view.3518/
which could represent one of my "men" dealing with the rebels
No need to worry, Wragg, as hero of this story you have what it takes to see it through
Wragg himself they all praised to the skies—
Such a carriage, such ease and such grace!
Such solemnity, too! One could see he was wise,
The moment one looked in his face!
(with thanks to Charles Dodgson
I've just posted a pic here http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/enjoy-the-view.3518/
which could represent one of my "men" dealing with the rebels
Very nice Phlebas!!!!!!!!!!!
Part IX: Barbaria
One glance, and I could understand
Why men would fight and strive
To do the bidding of this girl
To guard her with their lives.
Her satin hair cascaded down
Caressing her slim form
Her hazel eyes were turned to me
Her friendly smile was warm.
“Ah, Mr Wragg” she said to me, at length
“So you have finally come!
“The Northern Queen sent you to me.
“Because of what I’ve done.”
My tongue stuck in my mouth just then
I had to do my duty
How could I give the news I had
To this outstanding beauty?
“M-my lady, I must tell you
“That this, your woodland den
“Is totally surrounded
“By Phlebas and his men.
“His orders are to fire it
“And with this weather, dry
“It’ll burn like rotten timber –
“Your people will all die!
“But if I am out by sundown
“And hand you to his ‘care’,
“It will not be so ignited
“Your people will be spared.”
She heard me out in silence
I bowed my head in fear
But then, when I looked up again
I saw a shining tear.
She gazed out through the window
At the children playing there
She wiped away her tear
And then returned my stare.
“I’ve lost a lot of people
“To Phlebas and his nails
“I have but fifty here with me
“So we are doomed to fail.
“You see, there are the children
“And older people, too
“I guess you know I have no choice
“But to come back with you.”
“I must speak truth, My Lady,
“If you come back with me –
“You know what she will do to you
“You know how it will be?”
Her lovely face was clouded
Her tears now freely flowed
She gazed once at the window
“So come on then, let’s go.”
We travelled back in silence
I left her to her thoughts
Till we came out in sunlight
And met Lord Phlebas’ force.
He grunted in contentment
He bound her hands with rope
Then tied it to his saddle
I knew she had no hope.
We set off for the city
With Phlebas and his force
Barbaria had to walk behind
Roped up to his horse.
It was not an easy journey
For that tragic, fallen queen
Frequently she stumbled
And Phlebas’ men were mean.
They spat at her and cursed her
They deliberately made her trip,
They trod upon her fingers
And lashed at her with whips.
I trudged along in silence
For I’d begun to care
Her gleaming satin tresses
Were now dirt-matted hair.
At length we reached the city
I heard a roaring sound
The people, without pity
Had filled the circus ground.
A drummer started beating
As we came through the gate
We came into the stadium
And Barbaria saw her fate.
One glance, and I could understand
Why men would fight and strive
To do the bidding of this girl
To guard her with their lives.
Her satin hair cascaded down
Caressing her slim form
Her hazel eyes were turned to me
Her friendly smile was warm.
“Ah, Mr Wragg” she said to me, at length
“So you have finally come!
“The Northern Queen sent you to me.
“Because of what I’ve done.”
My tongue stuck in my mouth just then
I had to do my duty
How could I give the news I had
To this outstanding beauty?
“M-my lady, I must tell you
“That this, your woodland den
“Is totally surrounded
“By Phlebas and his men.
“His orders are to fire it
“And with this weather, dry
“It’ll burn like rotten timber –
“Your people will all die!
“But if I am out by sundown
“And hand you to his ‘care’,
“It will not be so ignited
“Your people will be spared.”
She heard me out in silence
I bowed my head in fear
But then, when I looked up again
I saw a shining tear.
She gazed out through the window
At the children playing there
She wiped away her tear
And then returned my stare.
“I’ve lost a lot of people
“To Phlebas and his nails
“I have but fifty here with me
“So we are doomed to fail.
“You see, there are the children
“And older people, too
“I guess you know I have no choice
“But to come back with you.”
“I must speak truth, My Lady,
“If you come back with me –
“You know what she will do to you
“You know how it will be?”
Her lovely face was clouded
Her tears now freely flowed
She gazed once at the window
“So come on then, let’s go.”
We travelled back in silence
I left her to her thoughts
Till we came out in sunlight
And met Lord Phlebas’ force.
He grunted in contentment
He bound her hands with rope
Then tied it to his saddle
I knew she had no hope.
We set off for the city
With Phlebas and his force
Barbaria had to walk behind
Roped up to his horse.
It was not an easy journey
For that tragic, fallen queen
Frequently she stumbled
And Phlebas’ men were mean.
They spat at her and cursed her
They deliberately made her trip,
They trod upon her fingers
And lashed at her with whips.
I trudged along in silence
For I’d begun to care
Her gleaming satin tresses
Were now dirt-matted hair.
At length we reached the city
I heard a roaring sound
The people, without pity
Had filled the circus ground.
A drummer started beating
As we came through the gate
We came into the stadium
And Barbaria saw her fate.
...she's not doing much better here than with the rebellion... I may need to have a chat with her...
Tree
Tree
one?.........................a day is not long enough
sympazero2
Cruciformae Studiosus
Hark! Hark! The Lark
W. Shakespeare
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phlebas gins you rise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chalic'd flowers that lies;
And winking Barbaria begins
To ope her golden eyes;
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise!
Ere Phlebas clouds your skies...
(With apologies to the Bard.)
W. Shakespeare
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phlebas gins you rise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chalic'd flowers that lies;
And winking Barbaria begins
To ope her golden eyes;
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise!
Ere Phlebas clouds your skies...
(With apologies to the Bard.)
Ego Stipes Ergo Sum
rb1956
Lone Wolf
All I can say is WOW and GULP......
And to Barb?
What do you mean by "chat"....haven't we been there before?
and probably will again... that modest Lady Godiva pose neither impresses Tree nor arouses him...
T
...what, Ulrika??? ...yeah she looks good on the horse, why??? ...No I did not come in my jeans...
...f*ing bitch...
jeans?..................ever seen jeans here?
Part X: Barbaria Crucified
There, on the ground, was laying
A cross of rough-hewn wood
Four fearsome nails were waiting
And there, Judge Admi stood.
He held aloft a notice
‘REBEL LEADER’ was writ large
He read the proclamation
Of the ‘Rebel Leaders’ charge.
“This woman led sedition
“By doing so defied
“Our beloved queen, Eulalia
“She must be crucified!
“She now will be stripped naked
“And hanged until she’s dead
“This sentence is immediate
“Crucify her!” he said.
So Tree began the process
By pawing at her gown
She shook him off with anger
“I can manage on my own!”
Her hazel eyes flashed angrily
Her cheeks with fury glowed
She reached up to a fastening
And slipped out of her robe.
Her body, it was perfect
In every known respect
Her breasts were full and rounded
Her nipples were erect.
Her waist was slim and slender
Her buttocks round and firm
Her legs were long and shapely –
The perfect female form.
She held her head with dignity
Though standing in the nude
She moved with grace and beauty
As she walked o’er to the wood.
The crowd had fallen silent
Though some of them just sighed.
She laid herself upon her cross
And stretched her arms out wide.
Tree and Phlebas moved to her
To do their duty dread
“A moment please,” She closed her eyes.
“I’m ready now,” she said.
So Phlebas held her arm in place
And Tree, he held the spike
He raised his heavy hammer high
Ready for the strike.
CLANG! The hammer powered down
Her body arched with pain
CLANG! I heard the shattered bone
But she did not complain.
CLANG! The nail biting deep
The cross shuddered with the blow
Her head was rolling side to side
Her pain was hard to know.
Her left wrist now was fastened down
It was bloody and contused
I’d never seen such courage
In a girl so cruelly used.
For, with her left wrist so impaled
She calmly placed her right
In its place for crucifixion
Then closed her eyes up tight.
CLANG! The hammer struck again
Lord Phlebas didn’t spare it
This time Barbaria howled with pain
This time she couldn’t bear it.
“My God! My God! It hurts so much!”
We heard her tortured voice
She tried to get up from the cross
But she didn’t have that choice.
CLANG! The nail was driven home
Barbaria lay and wailed
CLANG! One last blow to finish
Her wrists were fully nailed.
They moved now round to nail her feet
She raised her head to watch
She tried to pull her foot away
From Phlebas’ cruel touch.
But they trussed them up so tightly
And bound them to the beam
Tree lifted up his hammer
But, before he struck, she screamed.
As the nail passed through her tarsus
Her pain was so immense
That I wondered if her lungs would burst
From screaming so intense.
Soon both her feet were fastened
Securely nailed in place
Her screaming had subsided
The pain showed in her face.
The nailing now was finished
She and her cross were one.
But her ordeal of pain and blood
Had only just begun.
Lord Admin, then he called me
“Mr Wragg, you are expected
“To help us with this cross right now
“We need this cross erected.”
So I got hold of the heavy cross
Complete with suffering load
We started then to lift it
And poor Barbaria groaned.
I tried hard to be gentle
And it was not my fault
That when we’d got that cross stood up
It settled with a jolt.
As it settled in position
Sinew and joint were torn
She hung there, tears upon her face
Naked and forlorn
The process was completed
She suffered there and cried
And we stood back and watched her
Barbaria crucified.
There, on the ground, was laying
A cross of rough-hewn wood
Four fearsome nails were waiting
And there, Judge Admi stood.
He held aloft a notice
‘REBEL LEADER’ was writ large
He read the proclamation
Of the ‘Rebel Leaders’ charge.
“This woman led sedition
“By doing so defied
“Our beloved queen, Eulalia
“She must be crucified!
“She now will be stripped naked
“And hanged until she’s dead
“This sentence is immediate
“Crucify her!” he said.
So Tree began the process
By pawing at her gown
She shook him off with anger
“I can manage on my own!”
Her hazel eyes flashed angrily
Her cheeks with fury glowed
She reached up to a fastening
And slipped out of her robe.
Her body, it was perfect
In every known respect
Her breasts were full and rounded
Her nipples were erect.
Her waist was slim and slender
Her buttocks round and firm
Her legs were long and shapely –
The perfect female form.
She held her head with dignity
Though standing in the nude
She moved with grace and beauty
As she walked o’er to the wood.
The crowd had fallen silent
Though some of them just sighed.
She laid herself upon her cross
And stretched her arms out wide.
Tree and Phlebas moved to her
To do their duty dread
“A moment please,” She closed her eyes.
“I’m ready now,” she said.
So Phlebas held her arm in place
And Tree, he held the spike
He raised his heavy hammer high
Ready for the strike.
CLANG! The hammer powered down
Her body arched with pain
CLANG! I heard the shattered bone
But she did not complain.
CLANG! The nail biting deep
The cross shuddered with the blow
Her head was rolling side to side
Her pain was hard to know.
Her left wrist now was fastened down
It was bloody and contused
I’d never seen such courage
In a girl so cruelly used.
For, with her left wrist so impaled
She calmly placed her right
In its place for crucifixion
Then closed her eyes up tight.
CLANG! The hammer struck again
Lord Phlebas didn’t spare it
This time Barbaria howled with pain
This time she couldn’t bear it.
“My God! My God! It hurts so much!”
We heard her tortured voice
She tried to get up from the cross
But she didn’t have that choice.
CLANG! The nail was driven home
Barbaria lay and wailed
CLANG! One last blow to finish
Her wrists were fully nailed.
They moved now round to nail her feet
She raised her head to watch
She tried to pull her foot away
From Phlebas’ cruel touch.
But they trussed them up so tightly
And bound them to the beam
Tree lifted up his hammer
But, before he struck, she screamed.
As the nail passed through her tarsus
Her pain was so immense
That I wondered if her lungs would burst
From screaming so intense.
Soon both her feet were fastened
Securely nailed in place
Her screaming had subsided
The pain showed in her face.
The nailing now was finished
She and her cross were one.
But her ordeal of pain and blood
Had only just begun.
Lord Admin, then he called me
“Mr Wragg, you are expected
“To help us with this cross right now
“We need this cross erected.”
So I got hold of the heavy cross
Complete with suffering load
We started then to lift it
And poor Barbaria groaned.
I tried hard to be gentle
And it was not my fault
That when we’d got that cross stood up
It settled with a jolt.
As it settled in position
Sinew and joint were torn
She hung there, tears upon her face
Naked and forlorn
The process was completed
She suffered there and cried
And we stood back and watched her
Barbaria crucified.