The Road Goes Ever On, by Kaylee Arafinwiel (100 words - Beat)
Title: The Road Goes Ever On
Author: Kaylee Arafinwiel
Characters/Pairing: Sam Gamgee, Elanor Gamgee, Young Tom Cotton, Marigold Gamgee, OCs
Rating: G
Summary: The road to Gondor is a long one, and there will be stops along the way…
Warnings: I have no eye for distance. I’ve just finished overhauling my room after six weeks of work (well, one day a week for six weeks, to sort through 16/17 years’ worth of stuff) and so my Atlas of Middle-earth finally has a proper place, which, alas, was not next to me when I wrote this drabble. :P Heh.
Book/Source: LotR Appendices
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize from Tolkien, or from LOTRO, is not mine.
Parting from her siblings had been difficult, but Aunt Mari and Uncle Tom would be looking after them, Elanor thought. There were so many things to do, and see, well past the Brandywine Bridge!
They stayed at the inn of a portly hobbit named Adso Haybank, who served a proper fourteen-twenty, before moving on to Bree. Old Mr. Butterbur’s grandson Whitman stirred Sam-dad up, and they were on the Road once more - south and east, past the Emyn Sûl, travelling seemingly forever till they reached a stronghold of Men not far from the Last Bridge.
"Well, I'm beat," Sam murmured.
Author: Kaylee Arafinwiel
Characters/Pairing: Sam Gamgee, Elanor Gamgee, Young Tom Cotton, Marigold Gamgee, OCs
Rating: G
Summary: The road to Gondor is a long one, and there will be stops along the way…
Warnings: I have no eye for distance. I’ve just finished overhauling my room after six weeks of work (well, one day a week for six weeks, to sort through 16/17 years’ worth of stuff) and so my Atlas of Middle-earth finally has a proper place, which, alas, was not next to me when I wrote this drabble. :P Heh.
Book/Source: LotR Appendices
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize from Tolkien, or from LOTRO, is not mine.
Parting from her siblings had been difficult, but Aunt Mari and Uncle Tom would be looking after them, Elanor thought. There were so many things to do, and see, well past the Brandywine Bridge!
They stayed at the inn of a portly hobbit named Adso Haybank, who served a proper fourteen-twenty, before moving on to Bree. Old Mr. Butterbur’s grandson Whitman stirred Sam-dad up, and they were on the Road once more - south and east, past the Emyn Sûl, travelling seemingly forever till they reached a stronghold of Men not far from the Last Bridge.
"Well, I'm beat," Sam murmured.