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Samwise · 06-19-2002, 05:25 PM

Primrose stood by the railing of the Elven Lady's ship, her bow over her shoulder and quiver on her back. She remembered quite clearly the night before.

"What!?" she had cried, clutching one of the Elven toys she'd been given in her hand so tightly as if to break it. "No!"

Frodo had placed a hand on her head. "It will be alright, little one. I promise. "

She looked up at him. Somehow, when he spoke, she knew he meant every word.

"Tiny Rose," her father said, "Mister Frodo's right. Everything will be okay. "
he winked at her and glanced heavenward. "You just pray for us. "
..............................................
Primrose sighed. She had watched the little boat carrying her father and Uncle across to the dark ship. They were taken aboard, then
bound together. A raven-haired man in a cloak stood over them...

Prim: What in the name of---!?!?

Then the man struck her father across the face.

Prim: No! It can't be! Why that no-good traitor!

The next thing she knew she had set an arrow in the string of her bow and aimed....but....
something was wrong.

In the back of her mind, she saw the same man with an amiable smile on his face, holding her bow aloft and saying,
"Never annoy a live dragon, dear,"

She lowered her bow. "Hold on...Mister Mithadan wouldn't--not unless he was under some kinda spell...or...hm...." [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]

Just then, she heard a voice call from off the ship.

06-19-2002, 05:25 PM	#376
Samwise Faithful Spirit Join Date: Dec 2001 Location: #3 Bagshot Row, Petaluma, Ca Posts: 2,299	Primrose stood by the railing of the Elven Lady's ship, her bow over her shoulder and quiver on her back. She remembered quite clearly the night before. "What!?" she had cried, clutching one of the Elven toys she'd been given in her hand so tightly as if to break it. "No!" Frodo had placed a hand on her head. "It will be alright, little one. I promise. " She looked up at him. Somehow, when he spoke, she knew he meant every word. "Tiny Rose," her father said, "Mister Frodo's right. Everything will be okay. " he winked at her and glanced heavenward. "You just pray for us. " .............................................. Primrose sighed. She had watched the little boat carrying her father and Uncle across to the dark ship. They were taken aboard, then bound together. A raven-haired man in a cloak stood over them... Prim: What in the name of---!?!? Then the man struck her father across the face. Prim: No! It can't be! Why that no-good traitor! The next thing she knew she had set an arrow in the string of her bow and aimed....but.... something was wrong. In the back of her mind, she saw the same man with an amiable smile on his face, holding her bow aloft and saying, "Never annoy a live dragon, dear," She lowered her bow. "Hold on...Mister Mithadan wouldn't--not unless he was under some kinda spell...or...hm...." [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] Just then, she heard a voice call from off the ship. __________________ Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14 * * * * * * * 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!;)