I don’t write much fanfiction, but when I do, it usually doesn’t make sense. Elf Poems I, Gimli son of Glóin, the Elf being asleep in the canoe, have gone through his pack and found… shampoo bottles? Ah yes, but not filled with shampoo! They are filled with scrolls covered in his squigglyContinueContinue reading “TWT: Elf Poems”
Benita J. Thompson 