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Isildur, a novel (in Fanfiction)

news of their respective journeys. Isildur told them of the difficulties and disappointments he had encountered on his journey around the Ered Nimrais. He spoke bitterly of the betrayal of…

Something Scary (in Fanfiction)

…speech! Everyone CHEERS. BILBO I like some of you half as much as I know half of you three fourths of a large number of you seem to be a…

Shadow and Thought (in Fanfiction)

…“I did not send for you to talk about that though, apart from expressing my pleasure…” Aragorn continued. Faramir’s heart sank. He knew he must have done something wrong. Aragorn…

LotR4: Attack of the Spammers (in Fanfiction)

Episode One: The Prologue Frodo Baggins, youthful appearing, innocent, charming well-to-do hobbit strolls into his study at Bag End and seats himself at his brand-new hobbit computer terminal. He logs…

Chapter 10 (in Fanfiction)

…a threat as it appeared. The bird had merely flown away to go elsewhere. But the expression on FrodoÂ’s face told a different story. He knew what the bird had…

23 Number words (in Language Readings)

…Originally the numbers had to be written in the duodecimal number system (based on the number 12 instead of the number 10). That’s why there are digits for 10 and…

Herbs and Stewed Rabbits (in Fanfiction)

…being an entity all of its own. He knew how incredulous it seemed, but for a brief second, the ring was heavier or at least felt like it had an…

More Gold, More Gleam (in Subject Articles)

…feel free to add them to this article, and if you find any new items that were missed in this article, please feel free to PM or email me. ~M…

Set Me Free: Part 1 (in Fanfiction)

…up a step, hesitating. But with another coax from Strider I regained the step I had lost and earned one towards him. I was shaking; who knew what this new

The Fellowship of the Ring’s Destruction (in Subject Articles)

…are complete. FRODO: Thanks. ELROND: Council tomorrow morning at eight. I don’t want that free-ranging organic hunk of orc’s meat around my daughter longer than I can help. Frodo nodded…