Originally posted by fawlty
Did he look anything like this?
The image isnt that clear but I think he may fit the general description. If it was blue it could have been a smurf. Collect three of them and I
think you can use their hides to make gold.
It's funny whoever of you told about the baby pheasant and the edge of the field... I had a dream a few years back, about being at my grandparents
farm in the country, and standing by the edge of the field and the woods, and looking over like 50 meters and seeing some little people a few feet
tall, standing by tree-stumps. I don't remember anything alse, except that stuff always freaks me out. My great great grandmother who died after much
over 100 years of age, saw some little men a few inches tall, pulling a big and heavy sack across the floor, and making very little progress, while
staying over at my grandparents house in the city, while my mom was little. And the same house was haunted by nazi-footsteps, that would rock the
chandelaires, and my mother as a teenager, once was sitting up late watching the olympics in that house, alone, and she heard the nazi footsteps come
towards the room she was watching TV in! she ran over and locked the door, and took out the key, and then the handle started going up and down and up
and down, and then she sat there scared untill she fell asleep, but the footsteps never went away.
These things are certainly evil, why else would they seek to scare people.
My younger brother almost drowned when we were little, when we pulled him up he said he wanted to stay there because he saw a treasure on the bottom.
well, it was a tricksters image, because the water was shallow enough to touch the bottom with your feet.
A couple of years back I saw a ball lightning that came sneaking up a crevasse from the forest at our lodge, and went up on a branch of a tree,
whereupon I heard a terrible laughter, cackling more like it, and saw the branch break clean off at the base, and the ball fly straight out over the
lake at a few hundred meters height. My brother saw it the day after, when it zoomed across the ground in front of him, and disappeared.
I believe it may have been a spirit. The dead have shown themselves in many ways over the decades in those parts. One moonlit night, my now long dead
grandmother saw a dead cousin of hers, running from the family cemetary where now my father also lies, and jumping across the road, and running the 20
meters down to the water, behind some pines, and STAY there behind a pine. She was bisycling passed the cemetary at the time. It's from the 11th
century by the way. That is just a few kilometers from our lodge by the way, and we have line of sight to it also from there.
Here is a picture of the family cemetary. Taken from my familys most recent grave-site. We can't use the inner cemetary near the church walls,
because they are all protected due to cultural heritage now. Photographer is literally standing on my familys graves. Right behind the big tree in the
middle, across the lake and up the mountain side, is our lodge.
The smaller trees to the left are where my grandmothers dead cousin was hiding after he ran off the edge of the cemetary. The road is below a stone
wall that holds the cemetary in place, about a meter or two drop, straight forward and between the end of the grass and between the trees and the
Here's a view from the inner cemetary. Road is just below the straight-drop in the front of the picture. If a man was standing on the road, he could
just look over the surface of the cemetary there.
[edit on 30-3-2006 by Aztecatl]
[edit on 30-3-2006 by Aztecatl]