TolkienHead aka Meryl Marie
Registered: Sep
2002 Location: Tra-La Land Posts: 14 |
"A loaf of
bread, a jug of wine, a mountain cabin, a DVD and thou beside
me......" elanorh, that sounds like a bit of heaven on Middle
Earth!
Spork! How is that you always manage to make
my day? OME he is a sexy one, that man.....
Elda,
re Fro-frenching: what Anais said (Thanks
for reposting the story. Sigh....)
Mel, the One
Fruitcake! ROTFL 
Hey, EliyaKirian, I never got to wish you a
happy birthday. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Heeheehee!
Meryl beams at her sisters as one by one, after a
busy day of unpacking and bustling about, they gather at the
kitchen table for a late bit of supper with the Squire, who by
the way, despite the date, is looking quite content. The
hearth fire crackles, the tea is hot, the bread is fresh, the
honey warm and sweet. And somehow a bottle or two of Old
Winyards appears on the board, and glasses and mugs are raised
in a spirit of good cheer and sweet anticipation. Here's to
us!
((((((((Harem))))))))
((((((((Frodo)))))))))
__________________ And for a moment he lifted up
the Phial and looked down at his master, and the light burned
gently now with the soft radiance of the evening-star in
summer, and in that light Frodo's face was fair of hue again,
pale but beautiful with an elvish beauty, as of one who has
long passed the shadows. --- The Two Towers
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