as Regulus road along the glacial valley toward Helms deep and unaccustomed disquiet tormented him, making him fidget until his horse tossed its head and we need to, repurchasing him for his attention. Legolas patted its neck murmuring an apology, and slip off to walk, hoping to spend some of his energy before arriving.
The turf was soft with mud the choir folders long ground down to soil, but he went lightly and did not sink. He did not sing, murmuring to himself instead, rehearsing words he had long planned, and the horse danced in discussed, not allowing itself to be touched.
The walk did not delay him long enough. Soon he reached the keep and was swiftly admitted, well known to the guards, men and dwarves alike.
a message from Lord air going? one man inquired, jovial but like a lot shook his head.
Personal business. My goal is small. It was a mark of distinction that the question him no further, not even the dwarves, who knew enough to leave his horse with a man of Rohan and take him swiftly through the finally totaled gates and down through the shining caverns to the king’s audience chamber. There Gimli sat in something rather less than state muttering to himself over papers with rooms
If they will not give the cattle we negotiated for we will reduce the lamps we shipped by an equal measure, he grumbled to a scribe. See to it. He shoved the papers away and Rose frightening.
Lego loss exclamation he stepped forward, amen. Make a list smiled on him aware as always by the new, small reminders of his friends mortality. Emily was still hail, but the threads of silver in his beard and hair were now more numerous than the auburn, and he moved well, but not quite as swiftly as he once had.
That, in part, drove like a lost upon this errand, not long since he had marked the subtle changes in his friend and I have begun to pray upon his mind. What news have you has the lead he sent you to me.
Them let us discuss them over food. We laid in several casks of the Darwinian you like and there is enough green stuff on hand to satisfy a dozen of your kind for a week family teeth.
“And into this hair he poured all his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life.“
Three Mohawks for the smooth-haired Elves under the clouds, Seven Dreadlocks for the Dwarf-lords with their beards of stone, Nine Mullets for Mortal Men doomed to go bald, One Toupee for the Trump Lord on his Trump Throne In the Land of New York where the Trump Tower lie. One Hairdo to rule them all, One Hairdo to fire them, One Hairdo to build a wall, and beyond the frontier bind them, In the Land of New York where the Trump Tower lie.
Our enemy is ready, his full strength gathered. Not only republicans, but undecided voters
as well: legions of racists from the south, tea partiers from the coast.
All will answer Trump’s call.
Aw Yiss 