My grief is of the sea
What a gulf it is
which separates my love,
my world and hers.

I was left at home
Where I sat grieving
Forever without
any hope of leaving

I slept in a bed
that was hard last night
and I threw it out
when it grew light.

My love came to me
and lay at my side
shoulder to shoulder
for awhile to abide.


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(brightens with a sudden idea)


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Still trying to figure out how to work this confounded mathom I found in the box marked WOW!! BAD SHIT!! in Sancho's closet.

Hmm... (pores over manual) By sweet Elbereth's teats, I've translated ancient Quenya, I wasn't stumped by the Doors of Moria, and I'm not about to be bested by a text called "Gelignite for Dummies." After all, I'm no ( Read more... )

What on Middle-Earth just happened? Why aren't I at Bag End?

Where are my cousins, Odo Took and Marmaduke Brandybuck?

And most importantly, where's my loyal manservant Samwise?

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