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Guardian of the Blind
Join Date: Apr 2010
Location: Where The Skies End
Posts: 899
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I assign to the Shire a good book, no peanut butter or corn, and a cool place to sleep
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Haunting Spirit
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I would like to assign hot chocolate with two marshmallows on top.
Thermals, that keep me warm in winter...along with a pair of wooly socks for good measures.
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~ Kementari ~ Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo.
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Animated Skeleton
Join Date: May 2010
Location: The Old Forest of Virginia
Posts: 44
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Happy Celtic music...cool, misty, early summer mornings...hollyhocks...herb gardens.
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
Posts: 2,145
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Roller skating! The parts where I don't fall down, anyway.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jun 2006
Location: midway upon... in a forest dark
Posts: 975
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My first paycheck!
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Dec 2007
Posts: 347
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Mighty Quill
Join Date: Aug 2007
Location: Walking off to look for America
Posts: 2,230
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I assign Britain. The feeling of riding on the trains. Looking out your window and seeing the beautiful green and brilliantly yellow hills, passing gorgeous brick houses and green leafy trees. Riding through picturesque village and smoggy city. It's all beautiful in its own way.
The feeling of pure bliss of a long anticipated holiday, even though you know it will end, and the longed for return. And taking trains with your friends. That is always fun! ![]() Oh, and did I mention having tea?
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2010
Location: In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion
Posts: 551
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I would assign anyone to the Shire who can translate this for me in Quenya:
And that I said my limbs were old; And that I said my blood was cold, And that my kindly fire was fled, And that my withered heart was dead, And that I might not sing of love? - How could I to the dearest theme That ever warmed a minstrel's dream, So foul, so false, a recreant prove! How could I name my love's very name, Nor wake my harp to notes of flame! Could someone please translate that for me? I would be very, very grateful. Cheers!
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2010
Location: In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion
Posts: 551
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Lounging in the back of the library and chatting away to glory with friends while the librarian remains in oblivion
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2010
Location: In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion
Posts: 551
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The satisfied feeling you get when you finish a huge project
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"Hey! Come derry dol! Can you hear me singing?" – Tom Bombadil |
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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Falling asleep thinking about things in very bad Finnish. Well... Finnish/English hybrid.
Sleepy-Fea: "Stupid snowmobilers. Hän on crazy infuriating drunken mehiläinen."
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peace
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