"The Saviors" has been removed. It will be reposted, but as i have brought the Leah adventure to an end, i am going to take a break (audience: AND WHAT ELSE HAVE YOU BEEN DOING ALL THIS TIME?!?!) and i will post the last segment of the quad. when it is time. Hopefully before summer, so i can finish it before ninth grade, but i don't make garuantees.

EMAIL: Frodofrombagend@

recently changed my name from "FrodoPotter".

faves (in general):
Lord of the Rings
Welcome to the Ark
Flight of the Raven
A Wrinle in Time (and all of its sequels and companions)
Monty Python
Elijah Wood
Orlando Bloom
Enya
Smash Mouth
Everclear
Amadan
Beach Boys
Beatles
Cyndi Lauper
Dixie Chicks
(yes, i know i have a lot of fave bands.)

Yay me! i'm in a fan fiction writing competition! Middle Earth's finest! go to /middleearthsfinest to learn all about it.

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well, that's about it. i'm really quite a dull person. of course, everybody has their flashes of brilliance and/or stupidity.

... go there today!!!

"How can i miss you...if you don't go away"?

(the following poem is NOT MINE! i stole it from "Welcome to the Ark" and i don't want to be sued. i just love this poem.)

"Tale of a Dreamer"

They said i was a prophet
i heard voices none other heard
and saw things none other glimpsed.
Men flocked to me when i walked by
holding communion with myself.
"You are a prophetess!" they cried. "Prophesy to us!
You are a prophet!"
weary, weeping
world-worn, i went on my way
wary into the wild world-night.

They said i was mad
i heard voices none other heard
and saw things none other glimpsed.
Men drew away when i walked by
holding communion with myself.
"she is a madwoman!" they cried. "drive her away!
she is mad!"
weary, weeping
world-worn, i went on my way
wary into the wild world-night.

Sitll i, a mad and dreaming prophet
hear things that other heard
and saw things none other glimpsed.
Men pay me no mind when i walk by
holding communion with myself.
Nothing they say of me, nothing they ask
and i am left alone, a mad and dreaming prophetess.
still
weary, weeping
world-worn, i went on my way
wary into the wild world-night.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ATTENTION: anyone looking for the story "When Tomorrow Comes" please email me @ [email protected] changes have been made.~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~