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I know. I stole my name from the latest Hobbit movie (not the book). I couldn’t help myself.
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Genre: Fantasy (101 words)
Crouched inside, Ron delighted in the rushing waves. The hut even provided a change of clothes. A final touch of a tin roof and he had his own seaside villa.
The door creaked open. A naked woman with dripping hair, covered in dewy, oily beads, stood before him.
“You’re wearing my clothes,” she said, making a strange clucking with her tongue.
“Who are you?”
“I’m Tauriel of Underneath the Sea. No relation to Ariel.”
She wiped a moist, gluey substance from his hair and licked it clean.
“Too many anchovies.”
She held out her arms, “Clothes please.”
Ron had found paradise.