Subject: An excerpt.
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Posted on: 2013-11-12 09:44:00 UTC

Lothiriella was walking in the woods of Rivendale one day at night, her long silver-white gown glittering in the moonlight. She sang with her beautiful voice a lovely song, hoping to raise her spirit with the song:

I sang of butterflies,
Of grass and flowers,
Of sugar and glitter.
But none of these beautiful things,
Can ever compare to the beauty
Of my true love


And then she saw him. The prince, Legaols, was standing there, armed with a bow, looking ever so hawt and delicious. Her battered heart leaped.

Running to glomp him, she cried,"O hott one! You have come at last! You are indeed my true love!"

And then Legaols saw her, and his eyes widened in panic, for he knew she was a Mary-Sue, and that he would drown metaphorically from all her sugar.

Just then, the real Legolas jumped out behind the tree where he had been spying on the Sue, and shot her in the throat. Lothiriella clutched at her throat, as she tripped, and fell flat on her face.

Reaching out an arm, she whispered,"N-n-n-no! Leggy! I-I-I luv u-u!!!!!"

Earning a kick from a very disgusted Legolas, she shuddered and was still. Thus ended the life of Lothiriella, one of the many Sues in Arda.

~Autumn

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