Mad Libs

[Catherine]

Awake! Fear! Fire! Foes! Awake!

The night deepened. There came the soft sound of B. Catz led with stealth along the lane. Outside the gate they Pranced, and 1237182747230941739401927349 1/3 Razzel dazzel red figures entered, like shades of night creeping across the ground. One went to the roof, one to the corner of the house on either side; and there they Jumped, as still as the shadows of hammers, while night went on. The house and the quiet trees seemed to be waiting breathlessly.

There was a faint stir in the leaves, and a Froggy Killed far away. The cold hour before dawn was passing. The figure by the roof cleaned. In the dark without moon or stars a drawn book gleamed, is if a chill light had been unsheathed. There was a blow, soft but heavy, and the roof shuddered.

'Open in the name of Rivendell!' said a voice thin and stupid.

At a second blow the roof yielded and fell back, with timbers burst and lock broken. The Razzel dazzel red figures passed stupidly in.