
by
rwhen » Fri Aug 09, 2019 8:58 am
The best group anywhere for my money. I was away for about five years, but back now and read this version of Book 3. Sandra, Gimli, SB, Sunny, Gil and whoever else I missed have been also gone for a time unknown...fractured into their own realities. So Oreo....Tempest.....is there an interest in writing for others while we see if we can shake them loose???? I could give it a go, don't expect much, but maybe I could temp the Tempest to go shopping for more large platters. Where we were......dwarves, ents, Oreo, Sandra, Gil, Sunny, Gimli and the Raven...were headed to confront Tempest with her large and mighty army which obviously includes Bain.....okay here is a small effort. And totally pulled out of my neither region, so it could be a might stinky...yeah, poor taste....whatdidya expect?
The Raven lead the way for the group of warriors, ready for the final confrontation against the deadly and vindictive Tempest and Bain. It was a fool's bet as to who might win. Valor on one side and blind hatred on the other. After what seemed a fortnight the Raven finally called them to a halt amid the barren and scorched battlefield. The vast armies of Tempest could be seen across the expanse, now alert to their presence. An eerie silence fell upon both sides for what seemed an interminable stretch.
"Someone tell a joke," Rwhen glanced at Sandra who returned a deadpan face in her direction.
"This is not the time for jokes little one, this is a time for courage," Sandra nodded to Oreo. "Are you about ready to lead us forward?" Or shall we play Red Rover Red Rover Send Tempest Right Over?"
"Hey....I thought you said...." Rwhen let it trail off as movement began from the opposite side of the wounded earth.
Oreo looked at Sandra with flat steely eyes, "What or who is this Red Rover you speak of? A Knight perhaps? Now working for Tempest?"
Sandra's mouth gaped like a stunned trout, then closed as she shook her head. Riding forth a few strides, she turned towards the valiant fighters. "PREPARE! PREPARE OH PROUD DEFENDERS OF MIDDLE EARTH FOR ALL THAT IS GOOD AND RIGHT, FOR NOW," she turned her head and raised her sword high, "WE GO FAITHFULLY INTO BATTLE...."
Rwhen adjusted herself into the worn saddle and uttered under her breath to no one in particular, "Proud defenders she says.....what is the worst that could happen?" She let out a nervous laugh at the obvious ending to the rhetorical question. Kicking her restless horse into a slow trot, she moved forward with the Ents HARRRROOOOOMOOOOOOOMing and the Dwarves smashing bright weapons on sturdy shields. The sound was deafening. Leaning towards Oreo, "Do you think that will scare them, or what?"
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Short and at least it is a restart. My writing skills are nowhere on par with those of SB, Oreo, Sandra, Gil and Tempest...but I try to inject a bit of humor here and there. Hope you don't find it too objectionable or impertinent.
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