Paper Telephone.

[Thinlómien]

Even though a few hundred years had passed, TGEW was still nosy about her neighbour's affairs. She went for coffee with a friend, and told her how her weird neighbour was drawing a picture where

Saruman of Many Colours directs his naked hobbit slave to show him the book of horses.

Her friend, Greenie, didn't believe the story. So she sneaked into her friend's neighbour's backyard, and snapped a picture of what was going on inside the house:



Scandalised herself, she sold the picture to the local newspaper. The editor in chief, the psychic Oddwen, published it with the caption:

As he is borne away in chains to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, Tiny David casts one last gaze upon his favorite possession, the Tan Book of Horsemarch.

Meanwhile on the other side of the 'downs, there was a very bored wight named Legate who was making a collage of newspaper clippings. This caption, he thought, went magnificently with a picture he may or may not have made himself in the long centuries of his wightish life:



Sally, who still thought he was a very profound thinker even though she had had a few centuries more to observe him, bought the collage from him, cut out this particular piece and framed it on her wall. She liked to tell her guests it depicted a scene where

The ring wraiths carry a well-articulated statue to their lair.

"That's not well-articulated!" protested Rune when he visited, taking a pen and scribbling on a napkin. "This would be well-articulated!"