Stacey stepped out onto the grass with Primrose behind her.
Prim: "Where could Papa be? "
Stacey: Don't know, Prim, maybe--
She looks out to see Sam lying prone on the ground.
Stacey: Oh, for the love of--Sam!!
She runs out to the little hobbit with Prim on her heels. Kneeling down beside Sam, she looks up to see several people she knows on an odd-looking ship. A bearded elf(?)stands at the gangplank impatiently.
Primrose: Why do I get the feeling he's waiting for us?
Stacey: Dunno, but I guess we may as well go. [img]smilies/rolleyes.gif[/img]
She lifts Sam, who groans a bit, in her arms and walks over to the ship. The bearded elf looks at them expectantly.
Elf: Well, now we can be off. Aboard, please.
Not knowing what else to do, Stacey carries Sam up the gangplank. Primrose scurries up ahead of her.
Stacey: Oh, brother, what now.....
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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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