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Maniacal Mage
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The pleasant talks were all too short
and because we weren't hiding in a fort, we went all out, and i called one a wort. they fired their slim clean arrows, and I wish i was far off in the Barrows, but all of a sudden the fighting stopped and then we stood with our axes dropped. And we agreed on a way to get us through the forests of Mirkwood, wet with dew. The through the green we staggered as we walked and all the way, nothing but talk, But then the forest grabbed our minds and on our schedule we were behind, for we were lost. And so now we wander alone and sad but something tells me we will soon be glad Last edited by The Perky Ent; 03-31-2004 at 03:51 PM. |
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