Well, blow my lips off...

Two of my stories got nominated for Golden Mushrooms:

A Dream in the Black Land, for "Best Candidate for Prozac"

and

I'll Have No More of It, for "Best Use of Rosie".

Dudes, this is a surprise. Thanks to whoever did that; it was awfully kind of you. It's nice to know people enjoy my scribblings. :)

DRABBLE: Under the Deepening Shadows

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Under the Deepening Shadows
by Serai



Alone in the dusk, Frodo leaned against an alder and lit his pipe. The lights from the Party Tree cast a gay tremulous glow, making flickering jewels of the dancing hobbits' shadows. Puffing thoughtfully, Frodo savored the taste of Old Toby, yet another flavor discovered anew after his rebirth into life. Reborn for a little while, to fulfill the last of his destiny - saving the Shire. Looking on Sam's joyous face, Pippin's flirting, Rosie's ringing laugh, Frodo knew he'd succeeded. He sighed. Now he could finally rest. A quiet footstep made him turn.

"Well done, cousin," Merry said, smiling.