The Scholar: The Tolkien Adventure
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Última publicación sáb, dic 14, 2013
"I've seen her. She's really real!", I tried to convince my skeptical sister.
"No-way Hosea!", she would say, trying to sound more authoritative than the seven-year-old girl she was.
"No, really Cecilia, The Scholar came to me one day, she is amazing! She has this beautiful pocket watch and-"
"Rachel, please! I'm too old for you to trick me anymore. There is no 'Scholar', and you can't time travel!". She sounded so sure of herself.
Fine, I thought. It's okay for her to not know the joy of my adventure with the ageless woman.
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