4. Eleven Stupid Spiders - by Niothwen
Bows strung and arrows knocked five wood elves silently waited.
In a burst of speed the spiders raced forward!
Squeals, shouts, stomping feet - Blood!
"Elladan, you stepped on Thranduil!" Elrohir said in disgust as he wiped the little figure clean of yellow gunk, then watched in dismay as a tiny head went careening to the ground.
"A casualty of war" Elladan crowed gleefully, surveying the battlefield with appreciation. "I never knew twelve spiders could have so much blood."
"Eleven" Glorfindel smiled as a tiny spider crawled past "One was not so stupid as to play with elflings."
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