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Never Again Elrohir groaned as he woke very, very reluctantly. The light was too bright; the birdsong too loud. There was a pain in his head as if all Aulë’s dwarves were hammering in concert, and a taste in his mouth like scrapings from the floor of the barn where the hens roosted. He opened one eye. Elladan stood over him; maliciously, deliberately sober. “Still asleep, little brother? I was awake early this morning, and now it must be nearly .” Dimly he recalled dinner last night, and the bet. He groaned again, and pulled a pillow over his head. Never again. |
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