The Hobbit wrote:Far over the misty mountains cold.
To dungeons deep, and caverns old.
We must away,at break of day.
To find our long forgotten gold.
The pines were roaring on the height.
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread.
The trees like torches blazed with light.

Leeseetsa wrote:Ink walked out of the hotel unnoticed and hopped on her bike. She came back thirty minutes later with a crankable record player and a big ol' stack of records. She planed to sneak this treasure up to her level and hoard it to herself. (Poor Ink, So lonely in a house where everyone else is hitched~)

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The Hobbit wrote:Far over the misty mountains cold.
To dungeons deep, and caverns old.
We must away,at break of day.
To find our long forgotten gold.
The pines were roaring on the height.
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread.
The trees like torches blazed with light.


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