Disclaimer: LOTR is not mine, and I am making no profit from it. No matter how much the bloody Ring wants to babble in my head.
Dear Diary,
Yes! Yawns.
Trying to wake up, here, but it was cold in that river.
Was picked up by the oddest little species. It's not a Man, I can tell that much, but it thinks a lot like them. I like them, I think- this one heard me right off. And, it was very easy to convince it steal me and kill the other one.
Now, to get my bearings and head to Mordor.
I said Mordor. M o r d o r, not mountain! Yes, the sunlight's bad, that's fine, but- oh damnit.
Now what do I do? Stupid little whatever-it-is.
Dear Diary,
Yes! Yawns.
Trying to wake up, here, but it was cold in that river.
Was picked up by the oddest little species. It's not a Man, I can tell that much, but it thinks a lot like them. I like them, I think- this one heard me right off. And, it was very easy to convince it steal me and kill the other one.
Now, to get my bearings and head to Mordor.
I said Mordor. M o r d o r, not mountain! Yes, the sunlight's bad, that's fine, but- oh damnit.
Now what do I do? Stupid little whatever-it-is.