Disclaimer: I own all of them. Legolas is tidying my bedroom as I write,
Aragorn and Sam are weeding the garden, and Merry, Pippin and Frodo are
playing monopoly on the dining room table. Boromir, Gandalf and Gimli are
watching the pigs fly around outside…
If anyone reading this disclaimer does actually own a flying pig, please contact me and I will change this disclaimer… Thank you.
Prologue
'Fouler things than orcs dwell in the deep places of the world' Gandalf had said. And he was right.
In the darkness, there lived a strange creature, great and terrible, with the power to bring great pain and torment to the fellowship, but also able to give them ultimate pleasure. This creature was fickle however, and its affections often changed amongst the Nine Walkers.
It was an Author.
And today, the Author was feeling a little strange.
If anyone reading this disclaimer does actually own a flying pig, please contact me and I will change this disclaimer… Thank you.
Prologue
'Fouler things than orcs dwell in the deep places of the world' Gandalf had said. And he was right.
In the darkness, there lived a strange creature, great and terrible, with the power to bring great pain and torment to the fellowship, but also able to give them ultimate pleasure. This creature was fickle however, and its affections often changed amongst the Nine Walkers.
It was an Author.
And today, the Author was feeling a little strange.