Weaving through the crowd, she looked up to see a young lady stand up, spin in a circle and when she stopped walk in the direction she was facing.
She must be as bored as I am, Stacey thought, wondering if she shouldn't go over and say hello. Looking back at the table, she saw that Tennyson had fallen asleep.
Stacey looked at her watch, then the door.
He'll be in for a nice surprise when he wakes up,she thought. Then she thought about Primrose's quiver and bow and shrugged.
Ah, so she's got her weapons. She wouldn't use them on anyone intentionally.....we're being ignored by everyone else, so the Orcs at the door probably ignored us, too....
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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