Gimli was waking thru the caves one day when he came across a baby wropped in mithril. She was crieing very loudly, krystalyn tears flowed down her flowless ivory rosy cheecs from her sporkling opackue cerulean orbs. Gimli picked her up and said 'hello maura' and then maura said 'hello' and then the baby stoped crying. Then gimli said 'I will bring you home and raise you like my own son and then every1 will be happy.' and he called her Maura.
Gimli showed maura to his parénts and they said 'who left bably in the cave to DIE?' and gimli didn't know. And then the baby smalled and everyone got happy.
FEW YEARS LATER
Gimli and maura were minning and maura found many many pretty gems and meethril and glod and pretty gems and then gimli gave them all to maura because he loved her but don't tell her that becase she does not know. She was very buttiful today, like an angle out of the high halvens of paredize. She was warring raven gown of chainmall and mythril that brought out her shining sctntallating gloden brown hunny coloured chartreuse treeses. The tresses hung past her lithe knees and flowed like a river of mottlen gold to the rocky miny floor. Her dress was umbedded with precocious gems of a myriud of different whimsical shades, bamming captored light across all other surfeces, rending them dull in Caprisun.
'I love maura but she doesn't know.' said gimli to himself hand-somely. And maura didn't here him because she had fund a balrog*. 'oh no you found the bar log!' said all the dwerves. 'the balrog is scary because it is on fireh and it killed grandalf so it really powarful' said the smart dwerf. 'it can't be defooted by normal people and is woking for the Dark Lard so they are evil and bald'
But then maura went to the farge and made herself a swad and armore. It was all the colours of the rainbarf because of the spencil magical metals she used which the dwerf familly had saved up for miny yarrs. There was crimsun like flesh blud, emeroll'd like the derp sea, midhight like the dorkest night, orange like the blooming tigger lollies, and pink like a bright maroon. It was forged from firey dragoon's scales and irideskant serpent skin and KrysTyllizzed trolls teeth and the banes of long furgutten kings of men and the rears of a thousand weeping elf middens. Her swerd she made with the skill of all her dwarven incestors with the skull of the Valar and also she is secretly the apprenlice of the dood who made the 1 ring but not Sauceron. So she made a really good swrod and she called it Lost'Dol and then she shouted 'no you are evil Ballrag so you must die and you have fire' and then she killed the balrouge.
Everyone was happy and they cellebratted and then they got dronk but gimli had planned this because he knew he had to go to the Ravendell and join the followship to destory the 1 ring so he had to go. He went in the glom of nit and it was dark and every1 was drunk so no one saw him. But maura saw him because she has elf eyes and they are good and see in the dark so she saw him.
'where are you gong' questioned maura.
'it is a scret' excreted grimli
'then TELL ME' yelled maura
'no I won't its too gangerous' imparted gimli
'but I killed a balrog so I am batter than you so you should tell me' debated maura.
'ook' akwiested grimli.
Then he told maura about the followship and she decided to go instead of gimli so everyone helped her pack and gave her lots of glod to spend on the jurney and then maura started to go to ravendoll to join the followship and every1 was happy.
*a balrogs is a big thing and its on fire and really scary and it killed gandalf
