Your mum, my mum. (in Fanfiction)
…and letÂ’s go somewhere else.” The two walked round the field, occasionally bumping into the others. The topic of the short conversation was always the sameÂ….they hadnÂ’t seen Merry. “Perhaps…
…and letÂ’s go somewhere else.” The two walked round the field, occasionally bumping into the others. The topic of the short conversation was always the sameÂ….they hadnÂ’t seen Merry. “Perhaps…
…Cath and Berialac were standing outside of number three, Bagshot Row. To the common observer, youÂ’d think a Civil War had broken out. “No way, Beriliac, you are *not* going…
…in the air. Oh, that’s the fluoride. Yuck. Much that once was, is lost. And much that once lost, is was. Wait, that didn’t make sense, scratch that. It all…
…“Team number one is Boromir of Gondor and Merry Brandybuck of the Shire.” Boromir cheered and looked around for the little hobbit that would be his sidekick for the next…
…as they exited the path from their grandparents’ home and looked around. “For some strange reason I feel lost cousin,” Melbenion said. “I do not know what is wrong.” “Yes…
…up and turned away, grasping her bag. Panicking, she opened her tennis bag and grabbed her cell phone. Quickly, she dialed her home phone. Nothing. She dialed her mom’s cell…
…he came to the Gamgees home. He glanced round quickly, then swiftly climbed into the garden. As he looked around, he saw the window of CathÂ’s room swinging open. It…
…the sidecar. Adrianna cast a worried look down at him, and then pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. She dialed a number with one hand, keeping the other…
…fields. Phil looked around. “Did we lose him?” Martin bent over and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. “Yeah. I think we did.” A dark shape moved…
…were invited…” “Be quiet, Suzy,” Loslote snapped. “My name’s Ellen!” “Incidentally, Haldir, are you single?” “Go sit down, Haldir,” Ellen interrupted. “Next contestant?” “Fine,” Loslote grumped. “Contestant Number Three, from…