Galenfea looks up at the thretening clouds and sighs. She can see the road snaking on ahead and wishes she hadn't chosen to wear these particular boots. They seemed comfortable enough at first, but within a few miles blisters had started to form. "Walking for pleasure? Why did I get in this mess?" She shrugs her backpack on and starts off again.
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Do not mess with us, we are the first chocoholic elves!
Arwen is evil and she's after the Ring!
My plan is perfect, how dare you insult the perfectness of my perfect plan?-Sauron
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