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…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…

…a great island continent in the Southern Hemisphere and was originally inhabited by Aborigines before European settlement. “WhatÂ’s an Aborigine?” Sam asked again. “Aborigines were the indigenous people of Australia….

…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…

…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…

…she replied. “SheÂ’s earned the right…” “What about me, then? I deserve it as much as she.” “Jordan, Kennedy was there last time. She helped…” “I wouldÂ’ve have helpedÂ… if…

…case, it was a product of some strange secrecy. Bard, as an archer and a long-time boatman of Laketown, had a keen instinct when it came to others – instincts…

…project and have a lot of fun. Guillermo_del_Toro: As I said, I had a marvellous lunch with John and Alan in London a few days ago and we all got…

…like animals. “Oh, it’s you again,” Lobelia said, rolling her eyes dramatically and remembering the argument that had taken place between herself and the scruffy-looking Big Person at the party….

…but I’m bending Tolkien’s rules ever so slightly. Other Tolkienites please accept my undying apologies. Many thanks to Dyth and Acacia for their invaluable input, and especially Acacia for her…

…all around, and fog, and I felt like I was in a dream. I closed my eyes and bowed my head as I heard the wind whisper in a tongue…