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Malice

By summer I easily tolerate intruders, so seldom do they come to trail their insolence over my slumbering shoulders. But this is glorious winter, when the cold has wakened me, and the only sounds I wish to hear are the sweep of snow and the howl of wind.

One soft-footed Elf, and four nearly as quiet; and the Wizard, who makes no more racket than he must; two Men, and a pony I might suffer to pass, but for their comrade, whose arrogant clatter echoes painfully in the plundered places deep within.

I’ve a score to settle with you, Dwarf.



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Date: 2004-08-06 08:19 am (UTC)
oliviaramirez: (dolly keeps a secret by mark ryden/poet_)
From: [personal profile] oliviaramirez
I like it. The Balrog sounds right angry. It is written from the Balrogs POV, isn't it?

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Date: 2004-08-06 10:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rabidsamfan.livejournal.com
I was thinking of Caradhras, actually, but it's kind of interesting to think of the balrog as being the spirit-heart of the mountain...

*wanders off in pursuit of bunny*

Thanks!

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Date: 2004-08-06 10:34 pm (UTC)
oliviaramirez: (fishing icebear by echoe69)
From: [personal profile] oliviaramirez
Am stoopid, it never even occurred to me that you would mean Caradhras, but ofcourse the landscape is psychotropic in Middle Earth.
Good bunnyhunting :)
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