Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| The Forest of Mirkwood |
| Listen my friends I will tell you a story about a strange place that is very outdoor-y. This place is a forest. With trees all around that reach down from the sky all the way to the ground. Mirkwood is the name of the forest. It’s grand! Although it has creatures that may bite your hand. Or your foot or your elbow, your shoulder; your nose; Or maybe they might bite your smallest of toes. For Spiders live there! No, not little in size, But great giant spiders with great giant eyes! And if the huge Spiders don’t Beat you or Eat you the Enchanted River will surely defeat you. But don’t be so glum, my friend, don’t be so gloomy, not everything in the Great Forest is doom-y. There live there some others, a friendlier bunch, and I have an inkling, yes I have a Hunch That when you do meet them, this friendlier crew, you’ll find that you like them. You’ll find that you do! They’re Elves! Yes they are, and Wood-Elves to boot! These Wood-Elves will share with you berries and fruit. They’ll share with you peaches! They’ll share with you honey! They’ll share with you stories and songs that are funny. They’ll share with you everything good, clean and fun. (And if you are lucky they’ll share the king’s son!) So if you should come to the Forest of Mirkwood, it may not be sunny. It may not all be good. But it will be something you'll treasure for years if you meet the Elves with their pointy-ish ears. So take care in Mirkwood! Take care of yourself! And if you come back, Please! Please! Bring me an Elf!!! Written in the style of the beloved Dr. Seuss. |