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Pile O'Bones
Join Date: Apr 2002
Location: Rushey
Posts: 13
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Primrose walked along the protracted road. She looked back and saw the sunset over the hills and sighed in delight. The sunset was enchanting. Th colours gold, red and purple filled the whole mountain side. The hills were singing with beauty. Primrose turned back to the wroad the way she was walking and then realized had been walking for many hours and hadn’t had a good solid meal all day. So she decided she needed something to eat. Up ahead she saw a small tavern and went inside of it. She walked up to the bartender and asked him for a pint and a meal. She sat down with her pint and dinner at a near table. Many people were staring at her. I guess they don’t see many hobbits here. She sipped her pint and noticed an elfish man trying to warn off a local. It was an amusing site to see considering the drunk the man was trying to warn off was utterly disoriented. With out warning the elf threw an uppercut right into the drunk and walked away. Primrose quickly forgot about the elf that had just fought the drunk because some one else caught her eye. Something only wrapped in a grey cloth, she couldn’t really make out what the figure actually was. Primrose was about to go back and drink her pint, trying to forget about the mysterious figure, but then notice this mystery thing had bright silver eyes. Primrose’s eyes were fixated on the thing that had just walked into the tavern.
[ August 10, 2002: Message edited by: Primrose ]
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*Primrose* All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by frost. |
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