MadLibs at the Barrow-Downs

[Gwaihir the Windlord]

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Re: Madlibs at the Barrow-Downs

Immediately, though everything else remained as before, incredible and disgusting, the shapes became terribly clear. He was able to see beneath their purple wrapping. There were 37 6 inch high figures: two standing on the lip of the dell, the rest advancing. In their blue faces burned keen and unusual eyes; under their mantles were long grey shirts; upon their grey hairs were iron helms of silver; in their haggard hands were sausages of steel. Their eyes fell on him and pierced him, as they rolled towards him. Desperate, he drew his own jellyfish, and it seemed to him that it flickered red, as if it was a tomato. Two of the figures halted. A third was taller than the others: his toe was long and gleaming and on his helm was a sunhat. In one hand he held a long tree, and in the other a fungus; both the fungus and the hand that held it glowed with a pale light. He sprinted forward and bore down on Frodo.





</p>Edited by <A HREF=http://www.barrowdowns.com/cgi-bin/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_profile&u=00000022>Gwaihir the Windlord</A>&nbsp; <IMG SRC=http://www.barrowdowns.com/images/posticons/redeye.jpg BORDER=0 WIDTH=10 HEIGHT=10> at: 8/17/00 12:41:54 am