I've been shuffling back and forth in between serving Nine and helping him out with his schemes and such and spending time with Eldarion who's quite pleasant company.

Over the past few days, me and Nine have been shooting down various birds and stuffing them... I think our work paid off pretty well, don't you think?


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Howdy.

Hi.

The world or something was destroyed last night. And then it was rebuilt. But that's not important. What is important is that I was catapulted to Jupiter!!!! I was flying and floating and dodging the rocky rings and trying not to get sucked into the famed Red Spot - as impressive as it was, it was rather gross looking. It looked like ( Read more... )

Anborn is very very nice. Eheheh ( Read more... )

*suddenly isn't insane anymore*

Númenór!

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Cutlery cutlery cutlery! The common world revolves around the worship of various cutlery and I packed my very own wooden and stainless steel for the journeys I shall have with Nine - I consider myself ambassador between the denizens of Middle Earth and the vultures (even though each nightly banquet features vulture for gravy and my hair adorned ( Read more... )

My treehouse still stands in Ithilien but there are dead babes everywhere, I think loading their brains and making their eyes roll deep within their sockets with sugar and food dye.

I talked to a racoon today and it foamed at the mouth and lunged at a chipmunk. Off with its head, I saw! Blood spurted everywhere and it makes good salt.

Made mincemeat and fed cracklings to the squirrels today and I watched them keel over and die from heartaches and liver diseases. She has made me my very own little treehouse in Ithilien where I can sweet floors and curl in corners of arms wrapped around cheeseboxes and brooms. It's almost as pleasurable as draining the blood from honeybees so ( Read more... )

I managed to make custard out of trout today; I am unsure how I did but I did and the fish are swimming in the bottom of my butter churn with the grains of butter and buttermilk all around going in out in out of their gills and fins flappity ( Read more... )