*Groan*

I don't have time to be writing a story. I certainly don't have time to be writing a story as terrible as this one is turning out to be. So far, Thranduil has sneezed, wondered if he is abnormal for doing so, and Nellas has shivered. Oh, and there's also been some fascinating dialogue. For example:
"What was that?"
"Uh, nothing."

Why do I do this to myself?