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rabidsamfan) wrote2006-05-14 02:21 pm
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movie drabble
The Price of Power
The order has come.
An army must be built worthy of Mordor, and nothing can stand in its way, not even the trees which are the pride of Isengard. Trees I have nourished from seed and sapling. Trees I have conversed with in the long slow speech of the Ents. But trees are not an army, and an army I must have, weaponed and armored.
The trees are strong, my orcs tell me. Their roots go deep. They cry out to me, asking “why” in deep, bewildered tones as they fall.
The forges must be fueled.
“Rip them all down.”
The order has come.
An army must be built worthy of Mordor, and nothing can stand in its way, not even the trees which are the pride of Isengard. Trees I have nourished from seed and sapling. Trees I have conversed with in the long slow speech of the Ents. But trees are not an army, and an army I must have, weaponed and armored.
The trees are strong, my orcs tell me. Their roots go deep. They cry out to me, asking “why” in deep, bewildered tones as they fall.
The forges must be fueled.
“Rip them all down.”
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Thanks!
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This nearly makes me cry. Mistress, I bow to thee. Thank God you're drabbling again!
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I hate Saruman!
Oh. *glances around*
Sorry, it's a powerful one. Makes me forget meself. :D
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I actually felt momentarily sorry for the old bugger... Not that it lasted!
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