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Bibliography — Journal Articles (in Subject Articles)

…Voice, New York; Jun 12, 2001; Vol. 46, Iss. 23; pg. 46, 2 pgs Sources of Inspiration/Influences for LotR/M-E An Overview of the Northern Influences on Tolkien’s Works. St. Clair,…

Chapter eight: Escaping the Carnival (in Fanfiction)

…hobbits moaned, but Legolas smirked. ‘I knew that,Â’ he replied curtly, and headed towards the exit. He trotted up to the attendants, and handed them his used ticket stub. The…

Dallas Nightblade (in RPG Characters)

He first lived in a dark forest, unknown to most. Dallas was brought up to stealth and secrecy, assessing all opponents from all angles. Always judge people as foe first,…

SURVIVOR XIX: THE FELLOWSHIP OF BORNEO – Chapter 1 (in Fanfiction)

…shooting her way. Eowyn is also holding a blue ticket. She looks longingly at Aragorn’s red ticket, then frowns at her blue one. Eowyn: [Yelling.] Would anyone care to switch…

The evil of telemarketing chapter 1 (in Fanfiction)

…do you want! Telemarketer: How would you like to buy- Legolas: No! *hangs up* The phone rings Legolas: Screw Telemarketers!*slams phone down* The phone rings. Legolas: I hate you morons!…

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…

The Patient: Epilogue (in Fanfiction)

…had been a family heirloom, it also had the good fortune of being situated on prime real estate. Aaron had sold his apartment, choosing to leave New York while he…

Queer Eye for the Straight Guy… REVERSED: Chapter Five (in Fanfiction)

…but handed back the stupidly pink cell phone to Arwen. Arwen squealed with delight and immediately made the phone start playing “Every Time” by Brittany Spears. “Stop that confounded music,…

The Patient – Part One (in Fanfiction)

New York seemed to take its defeats like a punched drunk prized fighter who did not know when to quit. These days the arrogance of the typical New Yorker had…

A Phone Call With Elrond: PART ONE (in Fanfiction)

…um, I guess it’s probably about three hours behind us. VOICES: Thank you! Line goes dead. Elrond stares at phone. Phone stares at Elrond. Elrond drops phone down onto his…