Poppy awoke with a sudden start as the crowd cheered for Helkahothion. Applauding with the rest, she blinked blearily and surveyed the room. It looked a little more…chaotic…than when she had gone to sleep. Orcs were still repairing some damage, and she heard some mumbling nearby about Mithadan…and an apple…
Rubbing her eyes, she sat up straight, watching the proceedings on stage.
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'It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: someone has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them' ~Frodo
"Life is hard. After all, it kills you." - Katharine Hepburn
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