Subject: Well, but hang on.
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Posted on: 2012-03-07 04:56:00 UTC
Let's take a look:
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As the sun rose, Huinesoron rode his bicycle through the silent streets. The asphalt was damp, whether with dew or the night's rain, he didn't know and didn't much care. All he cared about was getting home: home to his wife, home to his son, and (last but not least) home to bed.
A sound caught his ear, and he stopped the bike, looking round. In one of the trees overhanging the road (and he remembered when there were far more of them) a bird was singing, welcoming the new day in its own way. Huinesoron smiled. 'I know how you feel,' he murmured. 'Have a good one.'
And he rode on.
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That's fiction (I should know, and I've never done that), but it could be reality... let's see... this coming Thursday at the earliest (since I'm not cycling home until then). So what makes that different from LotR? Other than quality.
hS, pedant to the last