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A Dwarf's...something.

Chapter 1: A dwarf's.... something.

by LuthienTinuviel

I am what I am.

I cannot think of myself otherwise. Still, if I am what I am, what if I am not what I think I am? What will I be then?

So, the truth of the matter would be that should a man think of himself as a man, he is a man, but if a hobbit think of himself as a man instead of a hobbit, is it wrong?

But if a dwarf now... should he think of himself as a dwarf, is he indeed a dwarf?

"Gimli!"

"Coming!" huffing with no small effort, the said dwarf answered the call of his two friends; Aragorn riding on Brego with obvious agitation, and Legolas, a hand on his waist, right foot tapping the ground while holding on to his steed's reins.

"About time." grumbled a musically harmonious voice.

A loud thump accompanied by a yowl was heard later.

"I said go easy on the beard, you pointy eared rascal!"

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Well, you were warned... lol.

One of those silly things that came up in the spur of the moment.