The Watcher in the Water

Tilly and I were walking yesterday on a nice meadow near the gates of the old Mines of Moria – very peaceful, no other hobbits around – when suddenly a terrifying tentacled creature rose from the depths.

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It reached out for us, fixing us with a ravenous, menacing eye as it opened its gaping maw…

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We ran for our lives… stopping only to capture a couple of snaps for Status-Q, of course.

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Are you sure it wasn’t old man willow? It’s fortunate you didn’t stop for a nap, or you might have had to call for Tom Bombadil.

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