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Caunedhiel
05/27/17 03:49 pm
Thanks Ziggy ! I keep posting everywhere and handed out posters. fingers crossed xx
ziggy
05/27/17 12:03 pm
you can go in and look. Don't give up. He'll be somewhere tucked up warm and living off mice. I pray anyway.xx
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05/27/17 12:02 pm
Caunedhiel- keeping everything crossed for your moggy's safe return- I have had one go missing for days and it was stuck in a neighbour's garage- GO BACK and look everywhere- ask people if you
Caunedhiel
05/26/17 09:58 pm
Thank you @Naledi and @Ysilme :( still not turned up but i hope wherever he is, he's being looked after x
Ysilme
05/26/17 12:14 am
So sorry to hear about your cat, Caunedhiel, and keep my fingers tightly crossed for him to be all right and come back. It's so hard to lose them, and harder still to not know what's happened.
Naledi
05/24/17 08:35 pm
Thanks Gabriel. It's hard to take in the things that are happening all round the world at the moment.
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05/24/17 10:13 am
I hope this message finds everyone and their families in the UK safe and well. You are in our thoughts. Kia Kaha {Stay Strong} Love from NZ.
Naledi
05/23/17 07:32 pm
Oh no - I hope your cat turns up soon. It's so worrying when a pet goes missing:(
Caunedhiel
05/21/17 02:18 pm
Lost my 1 year old cat oreo this weekend! been out looking for him, posted to facebook, rang the vets but nothing has been seen of him since friday :( very worried its so unusual for him
Naledi
05/20/17 04:57 pm
Yes the bit I did was near Ludlow - around the Knighton and Kington sections. I love Ludlow, too!
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Improvisation by Ysilme

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Double Drabble, written for the Silmfic Prompt Generator Writing Contest for SWG's 10th Birthday, using the following prompts:
Form/Genre: sea story
Theme: invention
Story Element: something purple
Location: Gulf of Lhûn

Many thanks to Lordhellebore for the last-minute beta. Any remaining mistakes are my own.

 

“There is nothing a resourceful elf cannot master,” Erestor said with satisfaction, when the odd contraption he had rigged proved to be working.

“Hm?” Glorfindel looked up from his gloomy introspection.

Their camping trip had started so well. Both had been eager to leave the hot city behind for a few days, finding solitude, good fishing, and cool water to bathe in a hidden bay of the gulf. But all seemed for naught when Glorfindel managed to drop their tent overboard on the ferry ride over the gulf. Camping without was out of the question, though; as soon as the sun would set the mosquitos would eat them alive.

Erestor had not been deterred, though, and now he presented a very oddly-shaped substitute, quickly laced together from their fishing rods, rickety-looking bundles of reeds, and most of their clothes. It did not look even remotely like a tent, but seemed spacious enough, and considering Erestor’s usual thoroughness, it would certainly protect them well.

“Did you leave us something to dress in?” Glorfindel asked drily.

“There is no need.” Erestor grinned, tying the entrance, which consisted of Glorfindel’s favourite purple tunic, close. “We will just sleep in the nude.”

 

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