The Beast with Five Names (version Two)

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Permalink Reply by Wendy Parker on January 23, 2009 at 5:05pm

Suddenly, the door came crashing open, and in the doorway stood a goliath- of- a man. His tartan clad body exuded a power that at once, both thrilled and frightened Milley.
Oh, yes! she knew this man... in the biblical sense...Black Masporran, Lord of the "otherworlds," he was a-bit-of-all-right, as Milley remembered.
Robert had never seen such a man, he had certainly never 'known' such a man. He watched, entranced as the goliath spat out "I'll hav' yee afore the night is oot!"
Robert panicked! Oh my God! who had this beast of a man been looking at when he said that? Could it possibly be, that God had finally answered his prayers. Robbie Burns' words echoed in his head 'If ye'll but stand to what ye've said, I'se gang wi thee, my shepherd lad. And ye may row me in your plaid. And I shall be your dearie.'

Permalink Reply by Fable Goodman on January 24, 2009 at 3:50am

Robbie's intuition was not far from the mark, for although Black Ma'Sporran, had history with Milly and had come intent on adding another chapter, he also had an eye for the laddies, and Robbie was not without his attractions. Perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone.

After slaking his lust with Milly, he turned his attentions to the squire.

"Come hither bonnie laddie" he roared, "I have a task for thee. My back doth ache full sore from fornication with that wench Milly, While she sleeps to recover from her exertions, get the horse linament and rub me down. When you have finished, you can polish my claymore, for I think It will be needed if I am to help in this quest to slay the pisseyed one"

Robbie turned to his task with a passion... all the time orchestrating his strokes with the words of the Bard,
Which had a strangely soothing hypnotic effect on the Lord of the 'otherworlds'

Hark, the mavis evening sang,
Sounding Clouden's woods amang
Then a faulding let us gang
My bonie dearie

We'll gae doon by Clouden side
Thro' the hazels spreading wide
O'er the waves that sweetly glide
Tae the moon sae clearly

Fair and lovely as thou art
Thou hast stolen my very heart
I can dee, but canna part
My bonie dearie

While waters wimple to the sea,
While day blinks in the lift sae hie,
Till clay-cauld death sall blin' my e'e,
Ye sall be my dearie.

By this time, Black Ma'Sporran was in a deep trance, and while Robbie set about the task of polishing the well used Claymore, in his sing-song voice, he continued casting a hypnotic spell, which would ensure the full cooperation of this fierce warrior in their task....

and his words flowed thus....

Permalink Reply by Wendy Parker on January 27, 2009 at 4:51pm

Black Ma'Sporran, Lord of the "otherworlds,"
Your power is immense, you are worshiped as a God.
You are fully powerful in this world and in the "other" worlds.
Look within, and through your all-seeing eye, locate the Pisseyedone.
You, who sees everything...you who knows everything...
Look in the "other" worlds...the other dimensions... and feel the presence of the pisseyedone,
You smell his distinct aroma now,... you hear him breathing now...
You feel his presence coming closer to you now... you see his energy take form now
It is becoming so clear to you now, it is so clear to you now
Tell me now, where is the Pisseyedone...

Permalink Reply by Glen Hoyle on January 28, 2009 at 1:38am

And very softly, and slowly, Ma'Sporran spake:

The Pisseyedone is near at hand,
drinking ouzo on the sand.
his drunken breath reeks through the land.
now is the hour to take our stand.
By the wine dark sea.

Rouse the wench, and call to arms.
have her use her wiley charms.
Rub his loins with unctuous balms
and whilst his lustful mind she calms,
By the wine dark sea.

Sneak we up, by shade of night.
Keep ma Claymore oot o' sight.
And when we judge the time is right,
we'll terminate his life sae bright.
By the wine dark sea.

Noo laddie, if you wad dee me the favour, of giving ma mighty claymore one last polishing, afore ye dee your wee termination. I'll pretend, I remember nothing of this, and you can explain the plan to Milly.......

Permalink Reply by Wendy Parker on February 2, 2009 at 6:05pm

Dawn arrived, with a chilled air. Mulicoloured crystals, almost too heavy for the leaves to bear. Wet leaf and damp earth smells... the still, silence... the potential of a new day.
Black MaSporran, lay beneath a Rowan tree, his protection against the night spirits. Eyes open, he watched the clouds as they spoke to him in pictures, as they encouraged his mind to drift. Today he would guide his companions to the banks of the Archipelgo. Even now, he could feel the presence of the Pisseyedone, so close to him now...in his mind... almost physical.
He arose, feet firmly planted in the mud, pressing into the earth. Today, his intention was clear. He felt the energy rising, his body felt tripled in size. The air around him, electric.
In his minds eye, he could see the stones, could feel the vibration, the energy that would transport them.
His companions stirred.