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� Happy Birthday, Bith!
� Happiness
� A Working Girl at last!
� A day in the life of me
� I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
� Untitled
� Moana!
� Growing up
� Cinders and Ash
� Musings on my muse

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My American blog

Here, by special request, is the blog I wrote of our trip around America last year.

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� Settling in in Hollywood
� Strawberries
� Universal Studios
� A midnight trip to the beach
� Computers, quarters, and grumpy daughters...

(These are just the first posts, by the way; I will add more when I find time!)

My Fanfiction

Palant�r - Chapter one
Palant�r - Chapter two
Palant�r - Chapter three
Palant�r - Chapter four
Palant�r - Chapter five

Tears - A oneshot

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Dec. 29, 2000 - Ione

Ione is, at eight, the same size as her six-year-old sister, and they are often mistaken for twins. She is, in her own words, 'small and dainty'. She loves to talk, and is the chatterbox of the family, often entertaining customers who come to the door with accounts of her life in great detail. She can be obsessed with looking pretty or cute. Generally cheerful, she loves playing with babies.

She is a great reader and enjoys reading stories to her younger sisters. Is also great at math and enjoys quizzing her older siblings with times tables and other mathematical problems. She does Scottish dancing with Heather, and loves performing.

Likes:

Talking

Chocolate

Babies

New clothes

Schoolwork

Friends

Books

Performing

Least favourite phrases:

'Get to the point, Ione!'

Comments

May. 22, 2008 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Ness

Wow! that sounds alot like my eight year old sister!

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Jul. 31, 2008 - Untitled Comment

Posted by chezdak

Do you know what!!! That sounds EXACTLY like my little sister Kezzy!

Chezdak

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The Lady

Gabrielle is brilliant, beautiful, talented, sweet and good, yet marvellously humble. Haha... No. Let's try that again...

Gabrielle has a wicked sense of humour and far too much pride for her own good. She loves to write, and has spent a good portion of her life buried in books. She loves old English literature, anything Tolkien, and well-written humour.

She loves blogging, fanfiction, and spends a good portion of her day on her computer. Pretty active, she enjoys climbing, swimming, running, and sitting up trees, yet does not enjoy most ball sports.

At sixteen, she is still far more immature than she should be and enjoys the fact far too much, yet she can be serious at times and ponders deeply on many issues. She takes her faith very seriously, and strives to make becoming like her Lord her greatest wish.

She enjoys talking about herself in the third person.

Dol Amroth

Dol Amroth was a coastal city in South Gondor. Built on a hilltop overlooking the Bay of Belfalas and crowned by Tirith Aear - the seaward tower - it was the Jewel of the Southern coasts. The Princes of Dol Amroth were prominent in Gondor and ruled much of the land about Belfalas.

Dol Amroth was the home of both sailors and mounted knights, yet they were also renowned for their harpists. The people of Dol Amroth were of Numenorian decent, and also accounted to have had elvish blood - passed down from Mithrellas, one of Nimrodel of Lothlorien's handmaidens. They were tall, dark haired and grey eyed, and spoke, for the most part, Sindarin.

Prince Imrahil of Dol Amroth fought in the battle of the Pelennor Fields with many of his knights, and won renown for his deeds there, which included saving the life of his nephew, Faramir. Imrahil's sister, Finduilas, was the wife of Denethor, Steward of Gondor, and the mother of Boromir and Faramir. Imrahil's daughter, Lothiriel, later married King Eomer of Rohan.