Afalstein
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Suddenly there was a great shout, and down from the Dike came those who had been driven back into the Deep. There came Gamling the Old, and Eomer son of Eomund, and beside them walked Gimli the dwarf. He had no hlem, and about his head was a linen band stained with blood; but his voice was loud and strong.
"Forty-two, Master Legolas!" he cried. "Alas! My axe is notched, for the forty-second had an iron collar on his neck."
Just a light humorous little piece. As always, also can be viewed at my DevArt page here.
"Forty-two, Master Legolas!" he cried. "Alas! My axe is notched, for the forty-second had an iron collar on his neck."
Just a light humorous little piece. As always, also can be viewed at my DevArt page here.


