Oct 11 2004

Brigid and Greg in Middle Earth

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“Celedras,” said Lariên, “I’ve just noticed that your nose is slightly crooked.”

“My nose?” said Celedras, blinking. “My nose? I am Noldor, good Lariên. In Valinor danced I beneath the light of the Silmarils while the world was young; I have seen the passing of Númenor and the rise of Sauron; I make my home in the shadow of Erebor, where I defend man and dwarf alike with my bow and my woodcraft. And all you think to tell me, is that I have a crooked nose?”

“Well, no,” she said, after a moment. “You could use a haircut, too.”

-The Gneech

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