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01/25/10(Mon)05:17 No.7768267There is a story of a dwarf fortress. It was a Mecca, a true exemplar of dwarf ingenouity and greatness, that expanded further and further, flying higher and higher towards the sun. It is said it expanded too much however, with a population that outstripped it's ability to sustain itself. As the dwarfs were born and died, something had to be done with all the bodies. They simply did not have time to burn them all. Then one bright one dwarf, a true sunsetter, came upon an idea. The dead and weak dwarves were burned, but not just at funeral, but with purpose, for these fires fueled a grand rocketting upward motion. The dwarves continued this, with the fires burning hotter and faster as more and more dwarves were born and died. And the city flew high, higher than any city had ever before, high out of sight of all other cities, floating upwards towards the sun, lifted by the spirits of the dwarves that were making their own journey there. And this is where [INSERT DWARFY CITY NAME HERE] comes from, the star in the sky you see closest to the sun, on it's quest to join it.
(I know it's not very good, but I wanted a dwarfy tale to go with the orc legend someone else wrote. Improve it if you want) |