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Yesterday was not a good day for me to be in the Nexus.

Zombie stuff. Enough said.

I encountered Daniel's sister. She said that she could cut off my head and give it to him as a gift. She went on and on. About how she'd put a bow in my hair. How I'd have a nice expression on my face.

I got sick.

I couldn't help it.

Then I cried.

I also couldn't help that.

Date: 2006-08-19 11:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magnificentmb.livejournal.com
"Well, Frodo sold his house, and I went on ahead with all his possessions. Pip, Frodo, and Sam set out the next night, on foot. They had several adventures, apparently, during that time, meeting elves and being chased by Black Riders."

Date: 2006-08-20 12:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com
"Yes? What happened after they got t' the house where you were?"

Date: 2006-08-20 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magnificentmb.livejournal.com
Merry smiled. "They were running quite late, and I was getting worried, so I crossed the Brandywine River by the ferry to wait for them there. Finally found them, too, hiding in old Farmer Maggott's cart. Nervy, they were."

Date: 2006-08-20 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com
She grinned. "My hero," she said fondly.

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