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claudia603) wrote2011-01-21 05:51 pm
claudia603) wrote2011-01-21 05:51 pm
hahaha
Because I can...
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moit's rarepairing challenge for Frodoay Flash Fiction, I wrote this...
Hiss
“The tricksy hobbits! I beg you to forgive me! Come to Smeagol, gollum, gollum, I've balm for your wounds.”
Shelob staggered forward on multiple legs.
Fire smoldered in Gollum's heart. Shelob's many eyes mirrored a soul deep with ancient wisdom, always hungry. The smoldering in his heart burst into hateful flames toward the hobbits – especially the fat one with the sword. Frodo would get his, yes, precious, he would know what it felt to be questioned by Him.
Gollum sang, a buried tune from a time in green, sunny places, and he rubbed balm on Shelob's abdomen.
In response to
moit's rarepairing challenge for Frodoay Flash Fiction, I wrote this...Hiss
“The tricksy hobbits! I beg you to forgive me! Come to Smeagol, gollum, gollum, I've balm for your wounds.”
Shelob staggered forward on multiple legs.
Fire smoldered in Gollum's heart. Shelob's many eyes mirrored a soul deep with ancient wisdom, always hungry. The smoldering in his heart burst into hateful flames toward the hobbits – especially the fat one with the sword. Frodo would get his, yes, precious, he would know what it felt to be questioned by Him.
Gollum sang, a buried tune from a time in green, sunny places, and he rubbed balm on Shelob's abdomen.