Fliewatuet's 2008 birthday drabbles
1. Forty - Nath
Shivering in his wet cloak, Thorongil waited for the end of his watch. Standing guard in the misery of this drizzly Ithilien morning was not how he had envisioned spending his fortieth birthday. He doubted any of the men even knew it was his birthday, or they might have spared him the early morning watch. Then again, he had found the sense of humour of these Rangers of Gondor to be as warped as that of those of the North, and had they known, they might have given him both morning and evening duty, to 'keep him out of mischief.'
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