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Restocking
Three miles to the village, and he needed more saplings. Sam paused in the scrap of woodland and looked over the prospects, wondering which saplings were the offspring of the ancient oaks which had been felled and dragged out of the copse and which would prove as scrawny as the scruffy trees Saruman’s men had left behind. “Damn fools,” he said, for the hundredth time, dry-eyed now as he’d learned to be in spite of the ragged stumps that were all that were left of trees that had witnessed the first hobbits to come this way from across the Brandywine.


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Restocking
Three miles to the village, and he needed more saplings. Sam paused in the scrap of woodland and looked over the prospects, wondering which saplings were the offspring of the ancient oaks which had been felled and dragged out of the copse and which would prove as scrawny as the scruffy trees Saruman’s men had left behind. “Damn fools,” he said, for the hundredth time, dry-eyed now as he’d learned to be in spite of the ragged stumps that were all that were left of trees that had witnessed the first hobbits to come this way from across the Brandywine.


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When I got started in this fandom I wrote a fic called Fourteen Days which I always meant to come back to and write a bit more in the middle of.

Well, I finally did.

Fourteen Days: Merry

( Merry sat holding Frodo's uninjured hand )

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When I got started in this fandom I wrote a fic called Fourteen Days which I always meant to come back to and write a bit more in the middle of.

Well, I finally did.

Fourteen Days: Merry

( Merry sat holding Frodo's uninjured hand )