Third paragraph from the bottom, yo.

Riiiiiddermaarrk, where the winds come whistlin' down the plain....

*longs for a good polishing*

I wonder how long it takes for a Wose to decompose?

*is picked up....is hurled.....THUD* Uh oh. It's too dark to see what or who I've hit, but I would like to take this opportunity to state for the record it wasn't my fault.

Am I still dizzy from rolling out here, or did everyone around me suddenly turn into ferrets?

Well. Anduril is looking pretty flash lately, eh?

I realize now that spears are no longer the weapon of choice in Arda. There is but one place where I might be appreciated--or at least used and in a good way.

*rolls southeast to Rohan*

Rollin', rollin', rollin'!

*pauses* This isn't Rivendell. Eh, whatever. *continues rolling*

Have been enjoying my vacation here at the shore. Caught up on my summer reading, picked up a bit of color, etc etc. However, the damp sea air is starting to affect my finish, so I'll probably be on my way soon. But the question is...where do I go from here?

Rather a sad day, today.