User blog comment:LordTBT/News:RIP Brian Jacques, 1939-2011/@comment-67.236.150.52-20110213021423/@comment-67.236.150.52-20110213021930

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 * I remember the day that he died. For some strange reason I haven’t read any of the books for a few months. I was talking to my best friend on the internet and doing homework. That night I had a dream in which it was winter. The snow covered the firm ground. The wind kicked up wisps of snow as the air glisten. I was walking by a lake that was covered with ice. The ice started to break up and then I was a figure fighting to stay on top of the ice. I ran out onto the ice and then I saw the pike. It was a huge fish, the biggest that I ever seen. Then I felt cold steel at my side. I look down and see that I was wearing the sword of Redwall. There was a battle and I don’t remember if I saved that beast’s life but I do remember that my dream ended with me staring at the sword in my hands as everything faded to darkness.