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humblebard1

About humblebard1

I write silly stories from other worlds and tell great ballads of heroes long past. Why don't you stay a while, traveller?



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