The Patient: Part 8 (in Fanfiction)
…that was vibrant with shades of blue and amber. Air that was cool and refreshing entered her lungs as she took a deep breath, so different from the dusty and…
…that was vibrant with shades of blue and amber. Air that was cool and refreshing entered her lungs as she took a deep breath, so different from the dusty and…
…that was vibrant with shades of blue and amber. Air that was cool and refreshing entered her lungs as she took a deep breath, so different from the dusty and…
…refusal now could doom them never to repair the bonds of trust and friendship they had briefly enjoyed in the year before her wedding. She moved across the room to…
…The trees grew more denser in this direction and hopefully their direction of travel would be concealed and muffled by the layers of leaves underfoot. The leaves´in this area of…
…portal, as if it had just walked out of it. Beside the illuminated figure was a tall man with dark shoulder length hair and he had an air of wildness…
…leapt onto the bed to catch it. Retrieving one of his boots, Legolas hopped around the room as he pulled it on. Laughing, he jumped up into the air to…
…hobbit do outside the ring of sheltering trees? And at this hour of eve? Stair by stair he walked down, his glance fixed on the other hobbit’s back. First Pippin…
…air being squeezed from her lungs. She frantically tried to hold what air she had in but it was rapidly escaping. She saw the final bubbles rise in the water…
…air. It was not like that of a warg, though – it was far more beautiful, and it was much longer than a warg’s cry. It made the hair rise…
…Thranduil was the only elf in Mirkwood with hair of that wondrous hue… *** “Not any more,” stated a young voice, interrupting the storyteller. “You have very nice hair, too.”…