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The Story With No Title
An Excess of Expletives
Paullina hurried back to the house uttering oaths under her breath. She made it all the way to her room completely oblivious to the disturbance she caused the elves with her dripping wet, half nude figure rushing through their midst.
Dropping her clothes on the floor she dried off as best she could with her already damp towel. Throwing on another set of clothes she sat down on her chair crossed her arms and tried not to scream.
'Why couldn't Beleg have come to the bath just a few minutes earlier? Then I could have still been soaking comfortably with a potentially nude, very handsome elf to look at.' Her anger cooled a few degrees at this thought. 'Bad thoughts, naughty thoughts, quit it!' Her anger flamed again knowing that her chance of having a bath with Beleg was long gone, all because of a Liriel. 'Why me? Why do I have to have some hormonal she-elf after me?' She sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
Paullina moped for several hours ignoring her hunger and thirst. She mumbled more curses in those hours than she ever had in her entire life. After a time her anger finally cooled down to manageable levels and she suddenly felt very weary. 'I want to go home. I want my old body back. Please?' The fates or gods or whoever had done this to her did not heed her wish and she was still there in her chair.
Rising to her feet she walked to the window and looked out at the beautiful valley and the setting sun. The sky was awash with deep pinks and oranges and a few fluffy clouds drifted high overhead. She sighed and was now acutely aware of how she missed her home, the tree clad mountains and the lakes. She knew Middle-earth was much more unspoiled, but it was still different and not her home.
After a few moments there was a tentative knock on the door.
"Yes?" She didn't particularly care anymore who or why someone would be at her door. Keeping her back to the door she continued to look out the window. A figure stepped into the room and stood a few feet off. Paullina turned and saw Liriel standing quietly in the fading light. Liriel's presence, instead of inflaming her anger only deepened her melancholy.
"Paul, please forgive me."
Paullina sighed deeply, "I forgive you." Liriel let out a squeal of delight and flung herself forward wrapping her arms around Paullina. 'You always were too forgiving'
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The Story With No Title
An Excess of Expletives
Paullina hurried back to the house uttering oaths under her breath. She made it all the way to her room completely oblivious to the disturbance she caused the elves with her dripping wet, half nude figure rushing through their midst.
Dropping her clothes on the floor she dried off as best she could with her already damp towel. Throwing on another set of clothes she sat down on her chair crossed her arms and tried not to scream.
'Why couldn't Beleg have come to the bath just a few minutes earlier? Then I could have still been soaking comfortably with a potentially nude, very handsome elf to look at.' Her anger cooled a few degrees at this thought. 'Bad thoughts, naughty thoughts, quit it!' Her anger flamed again knowing that her chance of having a bath with Beleg was long gone, all because of a Liriel. 'Why me? Why do I have to have some hormonal she-elf after me?' She sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
Paullina moped for several hours ignoring her hunger and thirst. She mumbled more curses in those hours than she ever had in her entire life. After a time her anger finally cooled down to manageable levels and she suddenly felt very weary. 'I want to go home. I want my old body back. Please?' The fates or gods or whoever had done this to her did not heed her wish and she was still there in her chair.
Rising to her feet she walked to the window and looked out at the beautiful valley and the setting sun. The sky was awash with deep pinks and oranges and a few fluffy clouds drifted high overhead. She sighed and was now acutely aware of how she missed her home, the tree clad mountains and the lakes. She knew Middle-earth was much more unspoiled, but it was still different and not her home.
After a few moments there was a tentative knock on the door.
"Yes?" She didn't particularly care anymore who or why someone would be at her door. Keeping her back to the door she continued to look out the window. A figure stepped into the room and stood a few feet off. Paullina turned and saw Liriel standing quietly in the fading light. Liriel's presence, instead of inflaming her anger only deepened her melancholy.
"Paul, please forgive me."
Paullina sighed deeply, "I forgive you." Liriel let out a squeal of delight and flung herself forward wrapping her arms around Paullina. 'You always were too forgiving'
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