In my brain it's totally still early in the mornin'.

[Poll #1302619]

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(This is something that wouldn't leave my brain alone when I was trying to fall asleep, and is for djcati)


Saxon barked, a short sharp noise, and the stockier of the two small fellows flinched and put one hand under his cloak automatically. Nicholas couldn't help wondering if it counted as a concealed weapon if it was clearly visible in shape, at least, and virtually dragging along the ground behind him.

"Sorry Mr - Underhill, was it?"

The slighter of the two nodded, pale eyes not leaving Nicholas' face.

"You're far better off asking in the Post Office for a map, I'm afraid. I don't think we can help you."

"We don't know nothing about any Mordor," Danny added, helpfully.