Sam shivered as the door opened.
"I thought this was locked." Came a guttural voice.
"Glad they finally came to relieve us. " came another. "Man, some odd guests at this party."
Sam gasped behind the gag. It was a pair of Orc guards!
"Well," one of them said, looking down at him, smiling with his yellow teeth bared. "What have we here? "
"Fresh Hobbit meat?" the other said. "And all nice and wrapped up for us, too. "
Sam swallowed hard. Oh, dear.....
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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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