Oct 11 2004
Brigid and Greg in Middle Earth
Posted by The Gneech
“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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