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Elia92

  • Other Re: My Quote!!

    feel free to use it any time...I didn't put a question mark because it's not a question, it's just a statement.

    Jan 5, 2010
  • Other Re: My Quote!!

    I made this quote a while ago but nobody ever told me what they thought of let know if it's good or not: "What is faith if not your blind ...

    Dec 20, 2009
  • Other Re: What once was my Nepenthe

    I wasn't really sure where this belonged...Its not really a story or a poem so I just figured I'd post it here. For the people who don't know what Nepenthe ...

    Dec 20, 2009
  • Fantasy Novels Re: A Tale of Two King: Ch :2 Mind Games

    The forest that claimed the land between Malorock and the villages held secrets of its own. Voices echoed within its shadows. The earth in which its roots spread was moist ...

    Nov 30, 2009
  • Fantasy Novels Re: A Tale of Two Kings Ch. 1: A Fools Tall Tales

    “Dark shadows swept the lands as the last ray of light disappeared behind the mountains. No longer were the beasts of the night held back by the sun’s warm barrier. ...

    Nov 29, 2009
  • Fantasy Short Stories Re: A Fools Tall Tales

    It is the beginning of a story, thanks for the comment and I fixed the mistakes. :D

    Jul 24, 2009
  • Fantasy Short Stories Re: The Beginning of Two Kings

    I get what your saying but this is actually only like a prologue to the actual story. As it continues there will be some kind of flashbacks to the short ...

    Jul 24, 2009
  • Fantasy Short Stories Re: A Fools Tall Tales

    “Dark shadows swept the lands as the last ray of light disappeared behind the mountains. No longer were the beasts of the night held back by the sun’s warm barrier. ...

    Jul 24, 2009
  • Fantasy Short Stories Re: The Beginning of Two Kings

    Once upon a time there was a blacksmith and his twin new born sons. The blacksmith, being the best in his craft and wanting more for his sons than what ...

    Jul 24, 2009


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien