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speaker_to_customersHere, as requested by several reviewers on other sites, is a drabble postscipt to the Epilogue to my ‘Lord of the Rings’/‘Forgotten Realms’ crossover story LES MORTS DANSANT. A glimpse of Cierre's activities in the Undying Lands. 100 words, rating R.
What Cierre Did Next
“I am no skilled dancer,” Cierre lamented, as she lay between the Sons of Elrond. “I merely carry their costumes and restrain overly enthusiastic or aggressive members of the audience. I yearn for something more challenging. I have heard of a barren waste of grinding ice, far to the north, and I intend to lead an expedition to explore it.”
“The Helcaraxë? Challenging indeed,” said Elladan.
“A worthy task for heroes,” said Elrohir.
“I will need companions,” Cierre hinted.
“I’m in,” said Elladan.
“And I’m in,” Elrohir added.
“Yes,” said Cierre, wiggling her hips, “but will you join my expedition?”
“I am no skilled dancer,” Cierre lamented, as she lay between the Sons of Elrond. “I merely carry their costumes and restrain overly enthusiastic or aggressive members of the audience. I yearn for something more challenging. I have heard of a barren waste of grinding ice, far to the north, and I intend to lead an expedition to explore it.”
“The Helcaraxë? Challenging indeed,” said Elladan.
“A worthy task for heroes,” said Elrohir.
“I will need companions,” Cierre hinted.
“I’m in,” said Elladan.
“And I’m in,” Elrohir added.
“Yes,” said Cierre, wiggling her hips, “but will you join my expedition?”
