A little spoof of a scene at the Council of Elrond I just thought of:
Gandalf wished he hadn't eaten so many Elvish cookies before Elrond's counsel because he now had some "gas" problems...and he had to stick to slient but deadly ones
The change in the smell was astounding. Suddenly it became menacing, powerful, harsh as stone. A shadow seemed to pass over the high sun, and the porch for a moment grew dark. All trembled, and the Elves stopped their noses.
"Never before has anyone dared to do such a thing in Imladris, Gandalf the Grey," said Elrond, as the shadow passed and the company breathed once more.
"And let us hope that none will ever do it here again," answered Gandalf. "Nonetheless I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond. For if that smell is not soon to be smelt in every corner of the West, then let all put doubt aside that this thing is indeed what the Wise have declared: the stench of Sauron himself"
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