"Aren't we the Mutual Appreciation Society?" I tease. "We're both so much in love, we can't see straight. Grand, isn't it?" I kiss her again, because I can, and roll onto my back, my hand finding one of hers.
"And now, we find our robes and check on the the little Entlings." Tolkien's world made quite the impression on me when I first read the stories, so long ago now. Entlings... I can see my tattered tartan robe when I turn my head a certain way. "I suppose your robe is hanging neatly somewhere..."
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"Aren't we the Mutual Appreciation Society?" I tease. "We're both so much in love, we can't see straight. Grand, isn't it?" I kiss her again, because I can, and roll onto my back, my hand finding one of hers.
"And now, we find our robes and check on the the little Entlings." Tolkien's world made quite the impression on me when I first read the stories, so long ago now. Entlings... I can see my tattered tartan robe when I turn my head a certain way. "I suppose your robe is hanging neatly somewhere..."