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Spiced Wine
07/27/17 09:41 am
Oh, I am so very sorry to hear about Nightwing. One of the first stories I ever read, and she was also such a lovely person. :(
ziggy
07/26/17 11:37 pm
@Naledi, I left a review on To See A World on ffnet, just felt I had to mark her passing in some way.
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07/26/17 07:57 pm
I hope you had a wonderful time, Alquien {{Hugs}}
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07/26/17 03:23 pm
Hi everyone! I'm back, and I had a great time! Now to unpack, nap and eat some more lol -- back eventually! ::hugs to all::
Naledi
07/25/17 08:53 pm
I was only thinking about her earlier today. It's such a tragedy. RIP Nightwing.
ziggy
07/25/17 05:26 pm
Some v sad news for those long serving fanfic writers and readers; Nightwing passed away 2 weeks ago. Cancer. May she have rest now.
Naledi
07/25/17 12:36 pm
Yay - Glad you're getting better, Ziggy. And a Black Arrow update - what more could I ask for?
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07/25/17 12:33 pm
Hello sparkyTAs! You too:) And Spiced! Just posted a silly chapter of Black Arrow to say thank you to everyone:) I am loads better.
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07/25/17 05:05 am
Ziggy, so glad you're back and doing well.
Spiced Wine
07/23/17 09:34 pm
I'm so glad to hear that, Ziggy! Take it easy :)
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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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