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<img src="http://www.barrowdowns.com/images/posticons/sting.jpg" align=absmiddle> Sorry guy's
I in my wanderings incounterd some "distractions" ( I was attact by a marauding bands of orks, then trolls,and wolves. I fled for my life. They pursued me for days until I reached the outskits of Mirkwood. Thinking it my last hope I dove in. I was, however, far from any path at the time, and of course I got lost. After wandering for some time I found myself hopeless in a direstate. I was hungery but it was nothing to my terrible thirst. I kept walking, however, knowing that stopping would be the death of me. After what seemed a long time I heard something in the dead silence that soronded me. Water! The sound of running water. I ran to it half mad, which of course made me forget that the only water source in the wood was the enchanted stream. I dived in head first. Well the rest is pretty obvious. Luck was with me though and it jusst happend that a friendly wizard was passing and was able to revive me and restore all my memorys. Or did he?) So it is that I am so late in replying to you Mister Underhill please exept my humblest apologies.
And here, at last, is your Quote
"And yet come to naught in the end but might-have-beens, I guess,"
Just who this time
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