Mischief

The Gremlins of Bree (Song)

Submitted by Ryheric on August 8th, 2022
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Over the course of a few weeks, a few villagers and farmers from Combe bring to Bree a contagious and catchy jig.

A small trend is begun, as the simple piece is then played for its fifteen minutes of fame in every tavern of Bree-land. It is even heard to be hummed by those daring to break the grim atmosphere of the Forsaken Inn, and as far west as Buckland.
 

"Within Bree grow the gremlins

guilty pleasures of the feeble.

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Narrators of Fate
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Family

Submitted by Fleurilia on May 29th, 2022
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My brother is insufferable.

Which brother, you may ask?

Well, I have three brothers. I have a half-sister as well, but she lives with her mother and my parents refuse to talk about her; I believe she's over in Crickhollow, just the other side of the Brandywine Bridge. As to my brothers, two of them have settled in Hobbiton-Bywater - one on one side, nearer the Hill (not the same one that is our namesake, despite the presence of the Appledores thereupon), and one on the other.

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The Scare-Crow

Submitted by Derakoth on November 21st, 2017
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One of her Days

Submitted by Undomion on October 15th, 2015
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'You remember Daegond?'

Undómion twitched, a bit more than usual due to his...changing state from the Dorwinion white, "How can I not..? I am slow to forget people who are insulting. But...I was in a bad state then."

Díllothwen smiled in an almost sinister way, "...Well, I might have...made his stomach feel 'normal'."

'Normal how?'

'Rotten food served in a feastly manner.'

Undómion appeared blank, and went still, 'You...' He appeared lost.

The Mischievous Hobbit

Submitted by Simbo on October 3rd, 2015
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Once upon a time, over in Brockenborings, lived a little hobbit lad called Bonbo.
Bonbo was the youngest of eleven hobbit children in the family Branberry.
He was a few years younger than all his brothers and sisters.
And because of this he found the way to get attention was through mischief.
 
Bonbo was always playing practical jokes and tricks on his siblings.
And his parents, and even other folk in the village.
The more annoyed they would get, the more fun he would have.
 
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