Linnett Took, you were my 50th reviewer. Take these. ~offers padding and pillows galore, then fits a helmet over your head~
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THANK YOU!!!!
Can you tell I appreciate it?
Anywho, your prize will be, um, why don't you give me an idea for a fic and I'll try to write it for you, okay?
Gimli was the last character.
I'm almost done with Gothmog. I have two more chapters after this one, but then I run out of fellowship members. I don't want to stop toying with Gothmog, not yet, at least. I don't know what I'm going to do about it though.
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I'm shaking in my boots
The others grin and laugh at my weakness
They think it's from the cold
It's not
We're chasing a ranger
He walks out of legends
His sword sings songs of death
His strength matches elves
And his feet fall just as silently
He seems not to feel pain
And never falters
At least he is not a true elf
Against him, I might have a chance
Might
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