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Oct. 28th, 2002 05:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lobelia321Yes, alas, I have been a two-txt-timing hussy. Here are some that are outside the ken of the ELF:
"Who are you?" whispered Lij, licking his freshly-kissed lips.
The orc mask broke into a grin. "Not yet, fair hobbit, not yet!" With those words, Shagrat loped off.
Welcome to the UK, Jenn-txt
The English wind murmured in Orli's hair as his tongue touched Dom's. "Only now do I feel I'm home."
Heathrow shrank into nothing.
The Duck!
"Let me lick your sword, Richard!"
"Goodniss, no, thus us frishly honed. Ut wull cut your tongue off, oh Lando!"
"I don't mean thatsword, Duckie..."
It's the fine art of composing fic in 100 characters or fewer. Also be warned: most of these are germs for future full-length madness!
"Who are you?" whispered Lij, licking his freshly-kissed lips.
The orc mask broke into a grin. "Not yet, fair hobbit, not yet!" With those words, Shagrat loped off.
Welcome to the UK, Jenn-txt
The English wind murmured in Orli's hair as his tongue touched Dom's. "Only now do I feel I'm home."
Heathrow shrank into nothing.
The Duck!
"Let me lick your sword, Richard!"
"Goodniss, no, thus us frishly honed. Ut wull cut your tongue off, oh Lando!"
"I don't mean thatsword, Duckie..."
It's the fine art of composing fic in 100 characters or fewer. Also be warned: most of these are germs for future full-length madness!