I had a rather depressing LOTR dream the other night. I saw everything as though I was Frodo and it was just me and the other Hobbits travelling to Mordor (which happened to be my school). Well we were being chased and Merry and Pippin were caught and killed. Sam fell down the stairs and was most likely captured and I just kept running. I hid in a closest and tried to wait it out, but I too was captured. It was one of those dreams that you can't wake up from and you always seem to be running away.
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"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
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