This is a scrawl on Lady Dunla's "The Journal", just because her work is one of the best 'woman goes into Middle-Eaerth's fics ever, and I really miss her wednesdays' posts. Ok, I know it is just while she is finishing her 'Operation Wandless' story, but maybe this can motivate her, hehe.
The Wednesday Ghosts
I used to see them here
In Wednesdays of the past
They made me cry, they made me cheer
They surprised me for the best
I'll see them on Sundays, but today they're lost:
Thorin and Kate, the Wednesdays' Ghosts
They have no magic wands
Nor magic spells to speak
They fight with their own hands
And sometimes they feel weak
'Cause there's a dragon to make go away
Kate and Thorin, the Ghosts of Wednesdays
So I wander in the empty space
Where their bickering should be
Boredom must have its grace
But where it's hidden, none told me
Some week they'll be back, I have faith!
The Wednesdays' Ghosts, Thorin and Kate
