…“Perhaps you are.” “Mummy,” Galenorn said impatiently, trying to drag her mother away. “Good day,” and with that she left the trio. “She knows,” stated Elrohir. Legolas shrugged. “Probably.” “Will…
…ankle and foot that alerted Sam and StriderÂ’s attention. Strider grasped FrodoÂ’s hand gently, but firmly away from the area, “I will examine your ankle first Frodo and then the…
…lines of the city. You need to broaden your horizons.” “What is the girlÂ’s name?” “Elrénia.” “Is that not Lord ElrondÂ’s daughter?” she exclaimed. “Lady ArwenÂ’s sister? Why, in all…
…to her.” I waved a good-night, heading back towards ElainaÂ’s rooms. Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’Â’ –GimliÂ’s POV– The elf makes a very undignified snort. HeÂ’s carving something (showy elvish symbols, no doubt) into…
…canÂ’t understand a thing about Mr. Frodo. He looks as though he hasnÂ’t aged a year since he has been here.” Sam replied looking to Frodo as he walked away….
…a lonely age-old evil guy With a big black tower and a fiery eye But I knew that I was out of luck The day my hand got fried I…
…calm and docile as a farm cow. By the time I was a yearling, I had grown to a larger size than most Andalusians my age, and had the silkiest…
…in me. Keeps asking questions about the Ring and how I am now but an eye. Gets annoying but hey. Have told him I want an army worthy of Mordor….
…(as said above, a patriarchal society where a glorious death in battle is the highest conceivable achievement) and a fierce passion she hides under a stern exterior. It seems the…
…it all the same. Morwenna grabbed her bow and aimed an arrow at the kraken, and missed. If Frodo wasn’t being mauled by an adaptation of “Two Thousand Leagues Under…