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It's 1.14am and I have 2117 words for NaNo!! *does a dance of joy* ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Eomer spoke first. “Look for your Merry, but do not trust a hope.” His eyes looked toward the non-horizon. “It has forsaken these lands.” Aragorn thought Eomer was a touch dramatic. "Invalid Item" ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** My Fantasy Novel- ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |