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Nevfeniel · 07-20-2002, 09:32 AM

I had to do another one before I left:

Sam sees a ????

To his astonishment and terror, and lasting delight, Sam saw a marginally big shape crash out the trees and come careening down the slope. marginally big as a computer, much a little bigger than a computer, it looked to him, a mellow yellow-clad moving chair. Fear and wonder, maybe, enlarged him in the hobbit's eye, but the dog of Harad was indeed a beast of marginally big bulk, and the likes of him does not walk now in Middle-Earth; his kin that live still in latter days are but memories of his girth and majesty. On he came, straight towards the watchers, and then swerved aside in the nick of time, passing only a few yards away, rocking the ground beneath their feet: his marginally big legs like trees, enormous sail-like hairs spread out, long muzzle upraised like a marginally big swordfish about to strike, his small red eyes raging. His upturned ears were bound with bands of aquamarine and dripped with blood. His trappings of royal purple and aquamarine flapped about him in wild tatters. The ruins of what seemed a very Nakatomi plaza lay up his heaving back, smashed in his furious passage through the woods; and high upon his paw pad still desperately clung a smallish figure - the body of a smallish dwarf, a giant among dwarves.

BTW, only people who've seen Die Hard (the first one) will understand the Nakatomi plaza part.

07-20-2002, 09:32 AM	#74
Nevfeniel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Mithlond Posts: 783	I had to do another one before I left: Sam sees a ???? To his astonishment and terror, and lasting delight, Sam saw a marginally big shape crash out the trees and come careening down the slope. marginally big as a computer, much a little bigger than a computer, it looked to him, a mellow yellow-clad moving chair. Fear and wonder, maybe, enlarged him in the hobbit's eye, but the dog of Harad was indeed a beast of marginally big bulk, and the likes of him does not walk now in Middle-Earth; his kin that live still in latter days are but memories of his girth and majesty. On he came, straight towards the watchers, and then swerved aside in the nick of time, passing only a few yards away, rocking the ground beneath their feet: his marginally big legs like trees, enormous sail-like hairs spread out, long muzzle upraised like a marginally big swordfish about to strike, his small red eyes raging. His upturned ears were bound with bands of aquamarine and dripped with blood. His trappings of royal purple and aquamarine flapped about him in wild tatters. The ruins of what seemed a very Nakatomi plaza lay up his heaving back, smashed in his furious passage through the woods; and high upon his paw pad still desperately clung a smallish figure - the body of a smallish dwarf, a giant among dwarves. BTW, only people who've seen Die Hard (the first one) will understand the Nakatomi plaza part. __________________ Consider the purr a variety of audible tranquilizer. [. . .] For a few of us, there is one more purr, a secret purr. When we combine our secret purrs, we produce the Purr of Power. And that is simply the amplified amity we feel as furred and purred beings.