Sophia wrung her hands with nervousness as she slipped out of the aisle where all her friends were seated. She'd had a chance to freshen up her clothes since the party, and Fin had bought her the promised new flowers for her hair. She breathed deeply in and out. She looked fine, she knew what she was going to say, there was no need for stage fright.
As soon as the previous presenter left the stage Sophia crept on. She tapped at the microphone and a large spotlight fell on her. Nobody looked up, so she tapped a little louder. A hideous screech escaped the mic and everyone looked up at her. She opened her mouth to speak and then shut it again. Pulling together her last nerve she smiled.
"Hello everyone!" she said into the microphone, feeling utterly ridiculous. "I tried to get some important people to come and present, but unforunately they all cancelled at the last minute." (She paused thinking about the very rude phone call she'd recently gotten from one Alex Trebec, stating that $20 on short notice was simply not enough to make a trip to Gondor at this time of year worth his effort.)
Clearing her throat she continued, "This next award goes to two people who will understand what I mean when I say (although they will doubtless laugh at my lack of skill):
Flying voices, weaving words,
The quizzers never find them,
The stories told of Elvenesse
hidden now with such finesse
In scrambled letters hide them."
The audience stared at her with a blank look. Sophia's face turned red as she scaned the audience for any sign of comprehension.
"Well, with no further ado then," she said, "the winners of the ‘The No One Can See All Ends Award’ – for their captivating, tortuous, and downright aggravatingly obscure use of language and verse in the Quiz Room - Words in Words/Riddle Me This section are...."
The Jeopardy theme song began to play in the background and the audience members began to sing along.
As it reached the end Sophia raised her voice and announced,
"The Saucepan Man and Nuranar!"
[ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Sophia the Thunder Mistress ]
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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