Enjoy some of our Tolkienesque writing of scenes not described in the book!

BELLADONNA'S CREATIVE WRITING (from Chapter 1):


PRIMULA'S CREATIVE WRITING (from Chapter 2):



PEONY'S CREATIVE WRITING (from Chapter 2):



POPO'S CREATIVE WRITING (from Chapter 2):
As soon as the sun finished setting, three trolls exited their cavern. It had contained much gold and food, which was now all in the brown sacks that the trolls had heavily slung over their shoulders. The trolls walked through the winter evening, and they were all in a grumpy mood, since the wind was howling and biting at their ears. They were all in the Misty Mountains, Bert, Tom, and William. No one ever came that way anymore, and the trolls usually didn't have anything to eat that was as scrumptious as a small child or dwarf, mostly only sheep and rabbits. So William had suggested that they move to the lone-lands, in the forest. They all thought it a good idea, and that evening, they set out, for though it was a cold and gloomy night, they wanted to taste a man soon, and they left their comfortable home. Now, I must inform you that trolls are disgusting creatures, always arguing and trying to find their next meal, if they aren't plundering other people and stealing their belongings after eating the poor victims. These particular trolls were very nasty, though they at least didn't have more then one head each. Bert was annoyed by the bitter cold, and shouted angrily, “Why'd yer have to pick a day like this, yer pea-brained dummy!” ”Yer agreed to the suggestion, and I won't take those insults from yer, Bert!” yelled William, and with that his fist met Bert's nose. Then, the two nasty trolls were in a tussle, heaving about the ground and throwing punches and kicks at each other. Tom tried to stop them by pegging them with stones and pebbles, but this only made it worse, and Tom also entered the fray. Then, William punched Bert in the eye and jumped on him, and then Bert swung his arms wildly and caught Tom's ankle, and they all fell in a heap and started rolling downhill. At the foot of the hill, the fight started again, with everyone shouting insults and flinging fists, when William fell on the ground. Bert's punch missed his face by inches, but made a resounding clash on the ground. All three jumped up and were astounded when they saw what had made the clash. There were two swords and one dagger, all with sheaths that shined, and, as they discovered when they remove the sheaths, the sharp blades glistened like moonlight. They all stood in awe, and then William said, “We'd better get going or we'll be stone.” And with that he picked up the clearly Elfish blades and put one in his sack, another in Bert's, and the last in Tom's. Then the speechless triplets set out to the forests of the lone-lands. The three trolls set up a fire in their center and then set out for some food. They had arrived just a few hours before the sun rose. Tom had found a cavern and they all went inside and ate. Then, they had carried their belongings to a corner, carved out shelves, and placed food there. Since they had a lot of time during the day, they carved pegs for victims' clothes,and where they could place the swords. Presently, they had all come back with a sheep and rabbit each, though William had been lucky and brought two dead men instead. As they lightly roasted them, William said, "What did I tell yer? It really is a good place." And that was one of the few times he had talked kindly.


OLO'S CREATIVE WRITING (from Chapter 6):