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want to know,” I answered, frowning, “is why I keep getting this strange urge to introduce myself as Orlando.”
One of the hobbits whispered something to Gimli, who snorted. I stopped to glare back at them. Accursed… small people!
“Peace, Legolas,” Boromirtrouble our unhappy world, I fear,” Aragorn said gravely, resting one hand on the post of the flashing sign. “Often have I travelled in the Wilds, and never have I seen such a thing.”“We draw now close to the Golden Wood,” Gimli commented, looking up at the sign. “Sorcery lies within this forest.”“Why does it say ‘Welcome to Middle-Earth!’, though?” the Ringbearer asked, fidgeting slightly. “Haven’t we been in Middle-Earth since the day we were born?”I raised a finger to my lips, and stepped, cat-quiet, towards said with a smirk, raising his hand. “Strange thoughts enter the minds of men in such places as these. I am for Aragorn here. Your name is immaterial, compared to the sudden appearance of this anachronism.”
“What’s an anachronism?” Sam asked with a frown.
“A great force sent to the prone figure underneath the sign. Unslinging my bow from my back, I squatted down next to the dark shape coiled in the long grass, and poked it gingerly.
It didn’t move.
I poked it again, harder.
It still didn’t move.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Jack Vettriano The Sparrow and the Hawk
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the Undying Lands.
He woke again and decided to get some fresh air outside. The air was cold and it refreshed him. He looked over to Bag End. It was dark and all shut up now. Frodo had said that Sam could move in if he wanted to. Sam felt that it would be intruding on Frodo’sbefore she led him back to their bedroom.Just inside was Elanor. She had heard her mother go outside and had decided to follow though Rosie had shut the door before Elanor was any where near it. Sam picked her up and caressed her cheek and put her back to bed. He sang her a soft lullaby before taking Rosie’s hand and leading her into their bedroom.The next day, Sam was very pale and he wouldn’t talk very much. The date was October six; this would mark the fifth anniversary of Frodo’s shoulder getting stabbed by the Ringwraith.This was Sam’s natural reaction to this day, whether Frodo was there or not. He hoped that Frodo was okay though. He decided to spend time today to finally start his tale in the Red home and belongings and he told himself that he would only ever move into Bag End if he really needed to.
Soon he heard the door open and close gently. Rosie had come out and she wrapped her arms around his waist and bent her head onto his shoulder. ‘Are you okay, Sam?’
‘Yes I’m all right Miss Rose. It’s just that today would mark the fifth anniversary of Mr Frodo being stabbed and all. I do hope he’s all right.’ Sam felt fresh tears rolling down his cheeks. Rosie kissed his lips and hugged him tightly Book.
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the Undying Lands.
He woke again and decided to get some fresh air outside. The air was cold and it refreshed him. He looked over to Bag End. It was dark and all shut up now. Frodo had said that Sam could move in if he wanted to. Sam felt that it would be intruding on Frodo’sbefore she led him back to their bedroom.Just inside was Elanor. She had heard her mother go outside and had decided to follow though Rosie had shut the door before Elanor was any where near it. Sam picked her up and caressed her cheek and put her back to bed. He sang her a soft lullaby before taking Rosie’s hand and leading her into their bedroom.The next day, Sam was very pale and he wouldn’t talk very much. The date was October six; this would mark the fifth anniversary of Frodo’s shoulder getting stabbed by the Ringwraith.This was Sam’s natural reaction to this day, whether Frodo was there or not. He hoped that Frodo was okay though. He decided to spend time today to finally start his tale in the Red home and belongings and he told himself that he would only ever move into Bag End if he really needed to.
Soon he heard the door open and close gently. Rosie had come out and she wrapped her arms around his waist and bent her head onto his shoulder. ‘Are you okay, Sam?’
‘Yes I’m all right Miss Rose. It’s just that today would mark the fifth anniversary of Mr Frodo being stabbed and all. I do hope he’s all right.’ Sam felt fresh tears rolling down his cheeks. Rosie kissed his lips and hugged him tightly Book.
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Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Jack Vettriano Dressing to Kill
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“I’d like to see the swordsman who can stand against the Greenwood archers. I know I won’t be volunteering.”
“You shoot like a Man, Noldo.”
Elrohir looked outraged, but before he ctutelage has done to your aim, do I not?”Legolas laughed.“Lord Thorontur has not had much time to devote to training – since you last saw me shoot most of my training has been with the Archery Masters.”“Worse and worse,” Glorfindel said grimly. “Your father’s Archery Masters cannot be trusted to shoot a horse from three feet. I will have a word with Thorontur about this; we cannot have your archery ruined for lack of a good teacher.”Legolas, Elladan and Elrohir all laughed, although they were not entirely certain whether Glorfindel was joking or not. He gave them a smile that could have meant anything and backed ould say anything a shout from the edge of the practice field attracted their attention. The three Elves turned towards the sound and saw a tall, golden-haired warrior waving at them.
“Glorfindel!” Legolas exclaimed in delight. “I thought I would not see you before I left.”
“Not see me, penneth?” the older Elf asked, jogging up to them. “I think not. I have to see what damage Thorontur’s inadequate off a few paces.
“Go on, Legolas,” he said. “Five arrows, in the centre, as quickly as you
“I’d like to see the swordsman who can stand against the Greenwood archers. I know I won’t be volunteering.”
“You shoot like a Man, Noldo.”
Elrohir looked outraged, but before he ctutelage has done to your aim, do I not?”Legolas laughed.“Lord Thorontur has not had much time to devote to training – since you last saw me shoot most of my training has been with the Archery Masters.”“Worse and worse,” Glorfindel said grimly. “Your father’s Archery Masters cannot be trusted to shoot a horse from three feet. I will have a word with Thorontur about this; we cannot have your archery ruined for lack of a good teacher.”Legolas, Elladan and Elrohir all laughed, although they were not entirely certain whether Glorfindel was joking or not. He gave them a smile that could have meant anything and backed ould say anything a shout from the edge of the practice field attracted their attention. The three Elves turned towards the sound and saw a tall, golden-haired warrior waving at them.
“Glorfindel!” Legolas exclaimed in delight. “I thought I would not see you before I left.”
“Not see me, penneth?” the older Elf asked, jogging up to them. “I think not. I have to see what damage Thorontur’s inadequate off a few paces.
“Go on, Legolas,” he said. “Five arrows, in the centre, as quickly as you
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legolas, switching to the common tongue.
Legolas’ legs buckled, Haldir cauLegolas into his arms, being careful not to cause discomfort.“You may go no further” he said as he noticed that the fellowship began to follow him “Legolas shall come with me. You shall remain here until I or another of the queens guard come to you!” with that Haldir left with the limp legolas in his arms.Aragorn’s heart sank. He had been too wrapped up in his protective coat to realise that Legolas had been wounded. He had failed to notice that his closest friend, the one who had always been there to protect him had been seriously injured. He sank to the ground. Eyes followed him as fell to his knees. He did not care if they saw his weakness, his vulnerability. He was completely helpless ght him as he began to fall to the ground. Haldir noticed Legolas’ wound.
Legolas tried to push away Haldir’s probing hands.
“Let me look.” said Haldir as he gave Legolas a stern look. Legolas nodded and let Haldir inspect his wound.
Aragorn moved to Legolas’ side, his face covered in fear. Legolas’ eyes began to roles back into his head as his consciousness began to leave him. Aragorn and Haldir did not notice Legolas lose consciousness for they were too fixed on his wound.
Haldir lifted know and the fellowship knew it.
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legolas, switching to the common tongue.
Legolas’ legs buckled, Haldir cauLegolas into his arms, being careful not to cause discomfort.“You may go no further” he said as he noticed that the fellowship began to follow him “Legolas shall come with me. You shall remain here until I or another of the queens guard come to you!” with that Haldir left with the limp legolas in his arms.Aragorn’s heart sank. He had been too wrapped up in his protective coat to realise that Legolas had been wounded. He had failed to notice that his closest friend, the one who had always been there to protect him had been seriously injured. He sank to the ground. Eyes followed him as fell to his knees. He did not care if they saw his weakness, his vulnerability. He was completely helpless ght him as he began to fall to the ground. Haldir noticed Legolas’ wound.
Legolas tried to push away Haldir’s probing hands.
“Let me look.” said Haldir as he gave Legolas a stern look. Legolas nodded and let Haldir inspect his wound.
Aragorn moved to Legolas’ side, his face covered in fear. Legolas’ eyes began to roles back into his head as his consciousness began to leave him. Aragorn and Haldir did not notice Legolas lose consciousness for they were too fixed on his wound.
Haldir lifted know and the fellowship knew it.
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Monday, May 11, 2009
Jack Vettriano Along Came A Spider
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looking forward to it. Although, I wasn’t quite as apprehensive about my meeting with Lord Elrond as I had once been because Glorfindel believed me. It was such a relief to know that someone didn’t think I was completely crazy. And it also helpeWhere’s her wannabe-highness?" I asked, only partially interested."She’s sleeping in my tent."Now I was fully interested. "Is that so?" At this I raised an eyebrow and shot Faelon a look."And where are you to sleep, Glorfindel?" he asked with the same look on his face."Outside," Glorfindel replied, his voice tight."And disappoint Almira? Shame on you, shame.""I hate you both," Glorfindel muttered."Oh, you don’t mean that," I said, stifling a yawn.d that that someone happened to be a very powerful Elven Lord and good friends with Lord Elrond himself.
Looking at the blanket and mat in my hand, I realized I was going to have a hard time setting up any sort of decent bed with only one good arm. "Uh, Faelon," I said while nodding to the stuff in my hands, "could you help me?"
"Of course." He set up my bed right next to where we had been sitting and proceeded to help me get situated. "How is it?" he asked.
"Wonderful."
"I see you are all taken care of," said Glorfindel, walking over and coming to stand next to Faelon.
"Yep. He just rolled his eyes and stalked off.
"I feel bad for him. It would be very chivalrous of him to have sacrificed his tent for
looking forward to it. Although, I wasn’t quite as apprehensive about my meeting with Lord Elrond as I had once been because Glorfindel believed me. It was such a relief to know that someone didn’t think I was completely crazy. And it also helpeWhere’s her wannabe-highness?" I asked, only partially interested."She’s sleeping in my tent."Now I was fully interested. "Is that so?" At this I raised an eyebrow and shot Faelon a look."And where are you to sleep, Glorfindel?" he asked with the same look on his face."Outside," Glorfindel replied, his voice tight."And disappoint Almira? Shame on you, shame.""I hate you both," Glorfindel muttered."Oh, you don’t mean that," I said, stifling a yawn.d that that someone happened to be a very powerful Elven Lord and good friends with Lord Elrond himself.
Looking at the blanket and mat in my hand, I realized I was going to have a hard time setting up any sort of decent bed with only one good arm. "Uh, Faelon," I said while nodding to the stuff in my hands, "could you help me?"
"Of course." He set up my bed right next to where we had been sitting and proceeded to help me get situated. "How is it?" he asked.
"Wonderful."
"I see you are all taken care of," said Glorfindel, walking over and coming to stand next to Faelon.
"Yep. He just rolled his eyes and stalked off.
"I feel bad for him. It would be very chivalrous of him to have sacrificed his tent for
Jack Vettriano Private Dancer
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from here, I’m from the United States of America” she cried, clearly frustrated at my lack of understanding.
And to be honest I was getting quite frustrated as well. I mean what the hell? She’s got pointy ears, how the hell can she not be from Mhave come through in my voice, and I’m pretty sure that came out more sarcastic than was probably necessary because all of a sudden her eyes narrowed and her voice had an edge to it that wasn’t there a second ago.“I don’t know, you tell me,” she sneered.Alright, I was starting to get really pissed. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”“Feel your ears.”As I brought my hand up my ear, I instantly started contradicting her statement. “Look, I’m a human. If I were an elf I’d know it. You don’t just switch species and not realize it.” It was at this point that the fact that I was feeling a pointed tip instead of a rounded one actually iddle-Earth? Then I noticed her dress. It was white, simple, and at first glance looked like something an Elf would wear. But when I took a closer look, it seemed really familiar. It looked like a summer dress I had seen at the mall earlier that day. No, that's impossible. It's just a coincidence. She's an elf; there is no way she could be from Earth. Right? This makes no sense. I could feel myself becoming incredibly uncomfortable with the whole situation which did nothing to improve my mood.
“How is that possible? Last time I checked there weren’t any Elves in the United States.” My frustration must sunk in. “Oh, fuck. This is not good.” It was at that moment that I knew I was going to severely regret ever getting out of bed that morning. I mean, I’m in Middle-Earth with someone who looks suspiciously like a life-size Palm Beach Midge Barbie
from here, I’m from the United States of America” she cried, clearly frustrated at my lack of understanding.
And to be honest I was getting quite frustrated as well. I mean what the hell? She’s got pointy ears, how the hell can she not be from Mhave come through in my voice, and I’m pretty sure that came out more sarcastic than was probably necessary because all of a sudden her eyes narrowed and her voice had an edge to it that wasn’t there a second ago.“I don’t know, you tell me,” she sneered.Alright, I was starting to get really pissed. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”“Feel your ears.”As I brought my hand up my ear, I instantly started contradicting her statement. “Look, I’m a human. If I were an elf I’d know it. You don’t just switch species and not realize it.” It was at this point that the fact that I was feeling a pointed tip instead of a rounded one actually iddle-Earth? Then I noticed her dress. It was white, simple, and at first glance looked like something an Elf would wear. But when I took a closer look, it seemed really familiar. It looked like a summer dress I had seen at the mall earlier that day. No, that's impossible. It's just a coincidence. She's an elf; there is no way she could be from Earth. Right? This makes no sense. I could feel myself becoming incredibly uncomfortable with the whole situation which did nothing to improve my mood.
“How is that possible? Last time I checked there weren’t any Elves in the United States.” My frustration must sunk in. “Oh, fuck. This is not good.” It was at that moment that I knew I was going to severely regret ever getting out of bed that morning. I mean, I’m in Middle-Earth with someone who looks suspiciously like a life-size Palm Beach Midge Barbie
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Jack Vettriano Shades of Scarlett
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threatening manner was not making Aragorn feel any more comfortable. Despite the other man’s threats, he kept his blade against Logan’s neck. Better to be safe than to be sorry. However, he was definitely not prepared for what came next. Later, he was sorry for not taking Logan a little more seriously.
There was a flash of silver. Aragorn leapt back. Three metal claws had erupted from between Logan’s knuckles and Aragorn’s sword lay in fourHad he somehow fallen off the Empire State Building and into France? He knew that Brie was the name of a French cheese, and it was quite possible that some eccentric Frenchman had named a village after his cheese, or vice versa. ‘Nice,’ he thought. He was even better than Kurt Wagner, the teleporter. He bet that even Kurt could not teleport from New York to France.“Yes, Bree,” said Aragorn. At last, they were making progress, at least on the communication front.“So, is this where brie cheese was invented?” asked Logan. His mouth watered at the thought of hot pizza with pepperoni, mushroom and brie, followed by an ice-cold bottle pieces. Well, three pieces lay on the ground. The fourth was still in Aragorn’s hand.
“I told you,” said Logan.
“What do you want?” said Aragorn. Why was it that he always got into trouble?
“I want answers,” said Logan. He retracted his claws, and Aragorn wondered if his other hand had hidden claws as well. If he could somehow persuade Logan that he meant him no harm, he would definitely take the man to Rivendell. Lord Elrond needed to see this. “First, where am I?”
“You are in Eriador, close to the village of Bree,” replied Aragorn.
“Brie?” said Logan. of Heineken. Fighting always made him hungry, and it had been a hard fight.
Aragorn looked at Logan blankly. “I presume that cheese made in Bree would be called Bree cheese,” he said cautiously. What was the strange man playing at?
threatening manner was not making Aragorn feel any more comfortable. Despite the other man’s threats, he kept his blade against Logan’s neck. Better to be safe than to be sorry. However, he was definitely not prepared for what came next. Later, he was sorry for not taking Logan a little more seriously.
There was a flash of silver. Aragorn leapt back. Three metal claws had erupted from between Logan’s knuckles and Aragorn’s sword lay in fourHad he somehow fallen off the Empire State Building and into France? He knew that Brie was the name of a French cheese, and it was quite possible that some eccentric Frenchman had named a village after his cheese, or vice versa. ‘Nice,’ he thought. He was even better than Kurt Wagner, the teleporter. He bet that even Kurt could not teleport from New York to France.“Yes, Bree,” said Aragorn. At last, they were making progress, at least on the communication front.“So, is this where brie cheese was invented?” asked Logan. His mouth watered at the thought of hot pizza with pepperoni, mushroom and brie, followed by an ice-cold bottle pieces. Well, three pieces lay on the ground. The fourth was still in Aragorn’s hand.
“I told you,” said Logan.
“What do you want?” said Aragorn. Why was it that he always got into trouble?
“I want answers,” said Logan. He retracted his claws, and Aragorn wondered if his other hand had hidden claws as well. If he could somehow persuade Logan that he meant him no harm, he would definitely take the man to Rivendell. Lord Elrond needed to see this. “First, where am I?”
“You are in Eriador, close to the village of Bree,” replied Aragorn.
“Brie?” said Logan. of Heineken. Fighting always made him hungry, and it had been a hard fight.
Aragorn looked at Logan blankly. “I presume that cheese made in Bree would be called Bree cheese,” he said cautiously. What was the strange man playing at?
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