Sam: Mister Frodo! Noooooooo!
Stacey: *Doesn't have a weapon, but runs forward and scoops the fallen hobbit up in her arms as though he were one of the children she works with*
Primrose: Miss Stacey, duck!
The human woman does so, and an arrow whizzes over her head and strikes the creature behind her in the neck. It falls, and Stacey runs back to Sam.
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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