Middle Earth tale....
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Middle Earth tale....
The figure sat alone gazing down at the small pool of water. He was perched atop a rock, lost in his thoughts as a slight breeze trailed his hair out behind him. It had been a long road that brought him to this time and this place. He idly brushed a stray strand of hair from his face as he considered the reflection in the pool. It was a clear night and he could make out the stars twinkling brightly in the water, like small gems floating upon its surface.
With a small smile he lightly touched the surface of the water with the tip of his black staff, watching the ripples spread outward across the water, setting the reflections into strange motions...it seemed like a wonderful analogy to his situation here...tiny actions rippling outward into great changes.
He cast his mind back over the past few months, life had changed greatly. He found himself here in a world far removed from his own...one known by its inhabitants as "Middle Earth" so similar to the tales of Tolkien yet there were differences. For one, he was here along with many others from his earth. They had been placed here with many supplies from their own world, a stockpile that ought to last for years...of fuel and ammunition along with guns and vehicles. Slowly he rose from his rocky perch and turned back towards the base that was now theirs, leaning on his staff as he walked across the rocky ground towards its gate.
They had been here for a few months now, long enough to establish some basic trade with the villages nearby for food and information. The place that was now their home was once known as Helms Deep by the locals, a fortress of the Rohririm. The locals had considered it unassailable, that was now literally true. As he approached he could make out the partially concealed machine gun nests on the battlements. Along side them were grenade launchers, 40mm ones or so he had been told...modern weapons had never been a particular interest of his. He twirled his staff idly, switching the end that was to the ground...items such as the staff were far more his area of expertise. He crossed the moat that now existed before the walls into their fortress, and on into the buildings that it now contained....
I've begun working on a fan fic based on the idea of this thread. I wonder who wants to work on this/be invovled in it?
With a small smile he lightly touched the surface of the water with the tip of his black staff, watching the ripples spread outward across the water, setting the reflections into strange motions...it seemed like a wonderful analogy to his situation here...tiny actions rippling outward into great changes.
He cast his mind back over the past few months, life had changed greatly. He found himself here in a world far removed from his own...one known by its inhabitants as "Middle Earth" so similar to the tales of Tolkien yet there were differences. For one, he was here along with many others from his earth. They had been placed here with many supplies from their own world, a stockpile that ought to last for years...of fuel and ammunition along with guns and vehicles. Slowly he rose from his rocky perch and turned back towards the base that was now theirs, leaning on his staff as he walked across the rocky ground towards its gate.
They had been here for a few months now, long enough to establish some basic trade with the villages nearby for food and information. The place that was now their home was once known as Helms Deep by the locals, a fortress of the Rohririm. The locals had considered it unassailable, that was now literally true. As he approached he could make out the partially concealed machine gun nests on the battlements. Along side them were grenade launchers, 40mm ones or so he had been told...modern weapons had never been a particular interest of his. He twirled his staff idly, switching the end that was to the ground...items such as the staff were far more his area of expertise. He crossed the moat that now existed before the walls into their fortress, and on into the buildings that it now contained....
I've begun working on a fan fic based on the idea of this thread. I wonder who wants to work on this/be invovled in it?
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"It's all about popularity really, if your invisible friend that tells you to invade places is called Napoleon, you're a loony, if he's called Jesus then you're the president."
"I'd drive more people insane, but I'd have to double back and pick them up first..."
"All it takes for bullshit to thrive is for rational men to do nothing." - Kevin Farrell, B.A. Journalism.
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It's a very odd mix of sorrowful/bittersweet epic fantasy and SDnet insanity...
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I want in sound like fun. oh and I want a sword and some armor, chainmail maybe?
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I think I'd like to be in. Smashing things. With an axe. Maybe a dwarf
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Entomology and Evolutionary Biology Subdirector:SD.net Dept. of Biological Sciences
There is Grandeur in the View of Life; it fills me with a Deep Wonder, and Intense Cynicism.
Factio republicanum delenda est