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06-07-2002, 02:24 PM
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Faithful Spirit
Join Date: Dec 2001
Location: #3 Bagshot Row, Petaluma, Ca
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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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