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dustyblonde004

  • summer love

    Behind the mountains the midnight blue waters float under the full moon. In front of the waters a wooden dock sits. There a girl sits. About the age of fourteen, ...

    • Short Story
    • Romantic
    4 min read


In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.
— JRR Tolkien