The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum


Visit The *EVEN NEWER* Barrow-Downs Photo Page

Go Back   The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum > Roleplaying > Elvenhome
User Name
Password
Register FAQ Members List Calendar Today's Posts


 
 
Thread Tools Display Modes
Prev Previous Post   Next Post Next
Old 05-27-2002, 01:37 AM   #11
piosenniel
Desultory Dwimmerlaik
 
piosenniel's Avatar
 
Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat.....
Posts: 7,779
piosenniel is a guest of Tom Bombadil.
Sting

The words: " Why do i have the strangest feeling of impending doom?" were no sooner out of her mouth when Celeaewen found herself flung down on the field, very near the river bank. Strange remembrances were jumbling about in her head,as she stood up and shook her head to clear it. She looked around; none of her companions were to be seen. 'Did I dream them, too?' she thought to herself.

She walked to the center of the field and looked around again, this time spying Sam and Frodo busily at work at a point not too far from her. She hailed them, and noted that they waved back. So they, at least, were not phantoms of her imagination. She started toward them considering her options, letting reality soak back into her bones.

'A plan,' she thought. 'I need a well thought out plan. And some friends to help.'

'Perhaps the hobbits . . .?!'

[ May 27, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
__________________
Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
piosenniel is offline  
 


Posting Rules
You may not post new threads
You may not post replies
You may not post attachments
You may not edit your posts

BB code is On
Smilies are On
[IMG] code is On
HTML code is Off

Forum Jump


All times are GMT -6. The time now is 05:26 AM.



Powered by vBulletin® Version 3.8.9 Beta 4
Copyright ©2000 - 2025, vBulletin Solutions, Inc.