"They're staring at us." "Probably because we both look like we just crawled out of a graveyard backwards." I said dryly, leaning heavily on my bow. He laughed where he sat next to me on the steps. "Ah yes, that could well be it." — Nothing in my life has ever gone according to plan. I don't know why I thought it would now. [Sequel to Lapsus Memoriae. Full description inside.]

In answer to the very popular AU question in my Tumblr inbox: what would it have been like if Eleanor of my Rávamë's Bane series had woken 65-ish years earlier in The Hobbit timeline, and joined the Company of Thorin Oakenshield instead of the Fellowship? Well, here's your answer.

"You make no sense, lass. You look like an elf, talk like a man, eat like a hobbit, curse like a dwarf, and sleep like the dead." — Every Tolkien fan has a 'Tenth Walker' in them, I just never expected mine to become quite so literal. [A mix of the films and books. Full description inside.]