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| Walking Near the Edge by Budgielover | 6 Review(s) |
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| Larner | Reviewed Chapter: 3 on 5/23/2012 |
| Oh, I don't blame him in the least! Poor lad--they are not realizong that the broth is too little for him at the moment. And am looking forward to seeing how this particular war will go! Gluing the lid on that jar was also quite the nasty trick! Get them, Frodo Baggins! | |
| Laurelin | Reviewed Chapter: 3 on 1/23/2010 |
| This,” Frodo said softly but ferverently, “means war.” Hahaha I love it! It sounds like things are about to get dangerous for Gandalf and Aragorn. | |
| Grumpy | Reviewed Chapter: 3 on 10/13/2009 |
| Hmmm, Frodo seems to have landed in a place where he has to be carefull of friends adding to his drink, healers who offer pipeweed in packages that can not be opened without a fight, and Non-hobbit food. This must not be a AAA approved facilty, | |
| GamgeeFest | Reviewed Chapter: 3 on 9/1/2009 |
| Oh, this is delightful! So many favorite parts. I loved Frodo's reaction upon realizing he'd been drugged - and who exactly it was who bathed him! And to be denied real hobbit food after all that hard work and effort - the people of Rivendell better tread lightly! But this has to be my favorite image of all: The little leather ball, Sam saw, was lodged in one of the deep, elaborate carvings of the wooden beams overhead. One of the Big People would have to get it out. And the offending jar was still tight in Frodo’s grip, one arm hugging it as he slept. There had better be pipeweed in that jar if he can ever manage to open it! I wouldn't want to be within ten miles of that place if he gets it open and the jar is empty! ;) | |
| Larner | Reviewed Chapter: 3 on 8/24/2009 |
| Oh, dear! Poor Frodo! Broth and unopenable jars! And they put glue on the lid? Definitely NOT fair! Hilarious and tragic for Frodo at the same time! | |
| demeter d | Reviewed Chapter: 3 on 8/24/2009 |
| Greetings! One A.M. Mountain Daylight Time, just home from closing the restaurant. I have not read any of yours in a long time. This is delightful! Do we always hurt the ones we love? Or so the old song said. This reminded me of when my closest girl cousin broke her arm when we were in the sixth grade. For rehabilitation she was to carry a small bucket full of sand around with her at recess. She kept pouring out the sand and carrying the empty bucket! The pictures you have drawn of people who love and support each other through good or bad are very real, and very much Tolkien like. | |