Lord Of The Rings Word Count Novels & Stories

he asked, not really wanting to know the answer. Grimly, the old knight shrugged his shoulders. Geraldine was about to bring out the chessboard when he told her to put it away. “There’s no need for a chessboard now,” he told her. “It’s a little ridiculous for that now, isn’t it?” Indeed. They didn’t have that many spaces on the chess board, even if they could craft that many pieces. The total count of the goblin’s final army tallied at almost fifty monsters, including the goblin lord.

Don wrote the last chapter across December. Not the full December — the last chapter was not a long piece of writing in the word-count sense. The essays had varied in length: the Thessaloniki piece had been the longest, running to nearly eight thousand words, because the argument about the encounter required the full architecture of the thesis, the counter-thesis, and the synthesis that Don had arrived at in the museum's upper gallery. The Norway piece had been shorter — five thousand words — because the argument about darkness was more concentrated, more dependent on the quality of the specific experience rather than the elaboration of a multi-part claim. The estate piece had been somewhere

Until here, her fate will remain unknown. A sudden scream was heard up the dungeons, “My Lady, we have to go now!” Charlotte was interrupted reading even though she didn’t understand what does it says. As they ascended from the pit, a group of monsters known as the trolls, as the largest and also most violent troll genus. It was ten feet tall, while Legolas was only seven feet tall. They have a dark gray body, a chunky torso, and kinky feet with flat soles. It emitted a powerfully unpleasant odor reminiscent of old socks and foul-smelling places. Its nose was filled with what appeared to be puffy, grayish paste: troll mucilage.

She didn't quite understand why he would choose her. She looked at her ring on her finger,it was indeed very beautiful. The large diamond at the centre glimmered underneath the white light of her lounge. Around the band were tiny blue gems which matched her deep blue eyes. There was atleast twenty gems on the ring. It looked expensive and custome made. "Although it was stunning,it was a curse on her finger. It was the root of her problem,if that ring was not on her finger ,she wouldn't have run off!" Willow thought.

Emily couldn't close her eyes at all. Even though the time has shown at 12:22 AM. She still kept rolling left and right, trying to find a comfortable position. Still, she couldn't close his eyes. A novel called The Lord or The Ring, the first edition that he borrowed from the library, she had read three times. She don't know what made it difficult for close her eyes.

Pleasure flows through me at the sound of it. “Mm?” “What’s the book you’re reading?” I don’t try to hide my smile this time. It’s dark in here. She can’t see it facing away from me anyway. “The Silmarillion.” She sighs heavily. “You like Tolkien?” “Not a fan?” I guess. “I re-read The Lord of The Rings trilogy every couple of years. When I was twelve, I named my goldfish Legolas.” Not a fan—a hardcore fan. I make sure she can’t hear the smile in my voice when I reply. “A pretty noble name for a goldfish.”

Lydia said. "We were told that they are about ten thousand warriors only to see a hundred thousand or more on the field, against three thousand!" Tilda said. "We would go back and defeat them for you but my lord, a hundred thousand warriors, we need more time!" I cried out. "A hundred thousand? Togwart has a hundred thousand warriors?" Darius asked. It was clear that he was not aware that they have such large army, that is even more than the size of all Kingslanding out together.

At another point, Dante said, also without looking up, "The publication platform — what's the current word count?" "About sixty thousand," Elian said. "This morning I've added four thousand. With the financial annotation done, I'd say seventy thousand total." "Is that complete?" "It's complete without the Minsk files," Elian said. "With them, it's definitive." "I'll access the server this afternoon," Dante said. "I know," Elian said. The room was quiet. Outside, the Portuguese morning was doing its unhurried thing. "Dante," Elian said.

He paused and answered calmly, "Ten thousand, my queen." My jaw dropped. "Ten thousand? But… they don't look that many." "That's because most of them are still in their small forms," he explained with a rare smile. "Once enlarged, you'll see their true numbers." I exhaled sharply. Ten thousand Goldrens… That was a terrifying army. "Alright," I whispered. "Let's prepare." Theo bowed. "As you command." Ruby clapped eagerly. "I'm going to get my best weapons and armor. This is going to be fun!"

Calruz gritted his teeth as he glared at Toren viciously, silently. Toren took a deep breath, looking at the golden rings around Calruz, and he counted 23 of them. That was already enough. If they continued, they could very well pay dearly with their lives! Toren continued, "Please, Calruz, can you not be crazy?! Twenty-three golden rings are more than enough! Compared to normal warriors, our treasures will be dozens of times more valuable than theirs!