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No Man's Child - Chapter 8
Aug. 19th, 2006 07:04 amAbove her brow her head was covered with a cap of silver lace netted with small gems, glittering white; but her soft grey raiment had no ornament save a girdle of leaves wrought in silver.
FOTR: Many Meetings
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The parlor is a fright. I have left it to the very last of the list of the many things which must be done within the house. Between its walls lies a rat's nest of those possessions I have brought from my father's house and my lord's mother's things which she brought from the house of Master Elrond. My lord has few possessions of his own, and those are already either in use or stored in the tall case by his table. In my haste, I have left baskets uncovered and piles of cloth and wool roving and pillows and blankets scattered all about as I searched for what was most urgent in the moment, and then shut the door upon it all, for I have precious little time.
( Continued here )
FOTR: Many Meetings
~oOo~
The parlor is a fright. I have left it to the very last of the list of the many things which must be done within the house. Between its walls lies a rat's nest of those possessions I have brought from my father's house and my lord's mother's things which she brought from the house of Master Elrond. My lord has few possessions of his own, and those are already either in use or stored in the tall case by his table. In my haste, I have left baskets uncovered and piles of cloth and wool roving and pillows and blankets scattered all about as I searched for what was most urgent in the moment, and then shut the door upon it all, for I have precious little time.
( Continued here )
