Redwall Quotes II

>> Thursday, October 28, 2010

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The two mice hugged each other. They danced around amid the chaos of paper, chanting with joy, "The gatehouse is the threshold, the gatehouse is the threshold." The Abbot, who was passing by, heard the noise. He shook his head at Ambrose Spike who was coming from the opposite direction. "Mayhaps they've been at the October Ale a little too much, Father Abbot," said the hedgehog.

No use tempting fickle Dame Fortune.

Methuselah polished agitatedly at his spectacles. "Where is she now? Will someone please enlighten me?" "She's on top of the roof, walking with a foot on either side of the apex towards the gable,"yelled Abbot Mortimer.
Methuselah sniffed. "No need to shout, Father Abbot. I'm only hard of sight, not hearing."

Cluny actually smiled. Sela shuddered.

"Play with fire, you'll get yourself burned," warned the hare.

"You are either very brave or raving mad."
"A little bit of both, I suppose," said the young mouse.

"Oh, spare me your platitudes, mouse," Julian replied in a world-weary voice.

"We have done no harm to any living creature, violence is against our nature. We-"
"Silence," Cluny snapped "Or I'll teach you what violence is."

"You ask quite a lot. I wouldn't do this for anyone else, you know."

For the first time in many days, Matthias laughed heartily. He felt so good within himself. After all the action and mental strain, travel and grief, he felt suddenly reborn, larger than life and brimming with a new-found self-confidence. Certainly there were great difficulties and hard tasks ahead of him; when the time came he would handle them. For the present he was satisfied with a feeling of immense happiness.

"But the Abbot's such a decent old buffer that he believes that there's good in everyone, even Cluny. What?"
"And so do I," Jess muttered. "I believe Cluny will be good someday. Good and dead!"

Cluny's voice shook as he address the nightmare visitor. "Who are you?" The warrior stepped forward into the daylight. Sunrays glinted diamond-like off his sword. "I am that is!"

The final conflict had begun.

Here ends the story.

1 Comments:

Sierra October 28, 2010 at 12:09 PM  

Ah! Brings back memories.Sierra

I Am An Otter

You're an otter, mate! Another good friend of Redwall, you are a natural swimmer and a deadly fighter especially with a long bow or javellin. Camp Willow is your home, just as Redwall is your second home. You have a good heart and a strong sense of loyalty. You absolutely love Shrimp and Hotroot soup, living by the motto "Ain't nothing 'otter for an Otter!".

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