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Old 05-05-2003, 08:56 AM   #952
Manardariel
Ghost Prince of Cardolan
 
Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: Rivendell
Posts: 807
Manardariel has just left Hobbiton.
Silmaril

Manardariel awoke. Sheepishly she looked around, blinking with the sudden light. She was in a quiet corner of the dancehall, lying flat on a sofa. Her dress was tangeled and someone had put her jewlery next to her on a table. She got up, stil feeling a bit dizzy. At least her headache was gone. Actually she didn´t feel drunk at all.

"Geez" she said aloud to herself. "I wonder how long I slept..." She tried to fix her hair and dress, but failed miserable. Whjat she needed now was food!

"Breakfast time!" Happily she walked over to the buffet and helped herself to a plate of Balrogwings, some Lembas, a piece of Mrs. Proudfoot´s CherryCake, a glass of Mirovour, a big sliche of Cram, a BIG LatteMaccciato with lots of Caramelsirup and a bowl of Cinni-Minis. Balancing all of this through half of the hall she reached a small table. She loaded it with all her food and sat down. "Breakfast time allright."

Half an hour later (she was just at her second Latte, though she hadn´t touched the Balrog Wings yet) someone told her the Awards ceremony was to start soon.

"Goody" she thought. "I´ll just finish this, then I´ll go change and fix myself for The Awards." Grinnning she helped herself to another piece of Lembas.
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