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About the Website Well first off this is a site to the Wonderful world of RedWall This isn't my first website but I think I did better on this one than the other. Not bad, hay? I know there isn't much here to begin with but it's still a work in progress. Well, the picture is form One of the Many books by Brian Jacques this one is form "Tess"! The hardes part to makeing the site the site was the coming up with the idea, fortunately, once the idea was down the rest came easy. And working on a web site is cure insomnia! Well, it cured mine! HAha...hush...back to the site.. Yes well, the site name is RedWall Abbey, why? you may ask for thouse who haven't had the chance to read the books "RedWall Abby is the Home to most of the inhabitants of the Kindom of RedWall"RedWall Abby"...and I like that font...It reminds me of someone's handwriting...AHEM. Yes...well. ENJOY! ^_^ There are also some VERY VERY VERY nice things around the site, because I AM SOOOOOO generous! Consider it a CHRISTMAS PRESENT!! XD!!! Things Form the books This is form the Current book Iam Reading Form the diary of John Churchmouse historian and recorder fo Redwall Abbey in Mossflower Country "We are close to the longest day of theis season, the summer of teh Golden Plain. Today I took up my leger and quill to wright. It was cool and Dim in the quiet of my study indoors.With a restless a restless spirit I sat, quill in paw, listening to the marry din outside in the sunlit cloisters of our abbey. I could no longer stand the solitude, that happy sound of revelry drew me outside, yet there was stil my recorder's duties to catch up with. Taking ledger adn quill, I went out, up the stsirs to the top of the outer wall, directly over the Warrior's cottage, which is the gatehouse at the threshold of RedWall Abbey. What a glorious day! The sky, painted special blue for the summer, had not a cloud or shadow anywhere, the hot eye fo teh sun caused bees to drone lazily, while grasshoppers chirruped and sawed endlessly. out to the west, the great plans streched away, shimmering and dancing whith heat waves to the distant horizon, a breathtaking carpet of kingcup and dandelion mngled with cowslip; never had we ever seen so many yellow blossoms. Abbot Mordalfus named it the summer of the Golden Plain. What a wise chose. I could see him ambling round the corner by the bell tower, his habbit sleeves rolled well up, pantinn as he helped young woodlanders to carry tou forms for seating at the great feast, our eighth season fo peace and plenty since the wars. Otters swam lazily in the Abbey pond, culling edible water plants(but mostly gambolling and playing. You know what Otters are like). Small hedghogs and moles were around the back at the east side orchard. I could hear them singing as they gathered ripening berried or collected early damsons,pears,plums and apples, ehich the squirrels threw down to them form the high branches. Pretty moussemaids and baby voles tittered and giggled whilst choosing table flowers, some making bright posies which they wore as hats. Frequently a sparrow would thrum past my head, carring some morsel it had found or caught(though I cannot imangine any creature but a bird eating some of the questionable items a sparrow might find). The Foremole adn his crew would arrive shortly to dig a baking pit. Meanwhile, the bustle and life of RedWall carried on below me, famed at the back by out beloved old Mossflower Woods. High, green and serene, with hardly a breeze to stir the mighty fastness of leafy boughs, oak, ash, elm, beech, yew, sycamore, hornbeam, fir and willow, mingled pale, dusty, dark adnd light green hues, the varied leaf shapes blending to shelter and frame th north and east sides of our walls. Only two days to the annual festivities. I begin to feel like a giddy young woodlander again! However, beging historian and recorder, I cannot in all dignity tuck up the folds of my habit and leap down among the marrymakers. I will finish my wtiying as quikly as possible then. Who knows, maybe I'll stroll down too join soe of the elders in the cellar. I know they will be sampling the October ale adn the blackcurrant wine set by temeraature correctly, espcially the elderberry wine of last autumn's pressing. You understand, of course, that I am doing this merely to help out old friends." John Churchmouse(Recorder of RedWall Abbey, formerly of Saint Ninian's) |
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