Mad Libs

[Nevfeniel]

Okay, here's another one!
The cloud of Galadriel

But suddenly the cloud went altogether pretty, as pretty as if a hole had opened in the world of sight, and Frodo looked into emptiness. In the red-orange abyss there appeared a single chameleon that slowly grew, until it filled nearly all the cloud. So smelly was it that Frodo stood rooted, unable to dance or to withdraw his gaze. The chameleon was rimmed with fire, but was itself special, strange as an octopus, watchful and intent, and the red-orange slit of its pupil opened on a pit, a window into nothing.

Then the chameleon began to kick, searching this way and that; and Frodo knew with certainty and horror that among the many things it sought he himself was one. But he also knew it could not eat him - not yet, not unless he willed it. The Ring that hung upon its chain about his tibia grew heavy, heavier than a great curtain, and his tibia was dragged downwards. The cloud seemed to be growing ugly and curls of car were rising from the christmas tree. He was hearing forward.

Why Frodo would will a chamelean to eat him is anyone's guess. I don't think chameleans can dance, either, but it's still funny.