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Not LJ cutting because it's rated G, no slash, all audiences:
Frodo held his head and groaned. He buried his face in the pillow. There could be no crueler fate than climbing from under his blankets into the chilly morning.
“No time for that, sir,” Sam said. “Strider wants us up so we can sneak out of Bree.”
“It’s dark. And my head hurts dreadfully.” Frodo managed a rueful smile. “I must have knocked my head when I fell off the table.”
“More than likely it was the ale, Mr. Frodo. It’s stronger here than back home in the Shire.”
Like other things. Frodo fingered the gold band in his pocket.
cpsings4himNot LJ cutting because it's rated G, no slash, all audiences:
Frodo held his head and groaned. He buried his face in the pillow. There could be no crueler fate than climbing from under his blankets into the chilly morning.
“No time for that, sir,” Sam said. “Strider wants us up so we can sneak out of Bree.”
“It’s dark. And my head hurts dreadfully.” Frodo managed a rueful smile. “I must have knocked my head when I fell off the table.”
“More than likely it was the ale, Mr. Frodo. It’s stronger here than back home in the Shire.”
Like other things. Frodo fingered the gold band in his pocket.
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Date: 2004-08-03 07:36 pm (UTC)