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why didn't the eagles just fly the ring to mount doom instead of making frodo and sam walk?
actually its more of an opinion. something i don't get. although i LOVE Lord of the Rings (movies and books) i don't understand somethingwhy didn't they just use the Eagles to fly them to Mordor and throw the Ring in the fire instead of going on foot? wouldn't have that been much easier?
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The ghoul howled, and I ran to my car, parked one street away. Fire extinguishers blew apart and water was spraying everywhere. The ground was breaking apart and the sun was finally covered by the clouds. One whip grabbed a hold of me. I tumbled down to the ground. The ghoul was out of the alleyway and exposed to the small amount of people there. I took the butt of my pistol and clubbed the whip. The whip let go, and I shot it one. It withered and fell. I stepped on it, and let loose another grenade. The fire was absorbed by the ghoul, just as I guessed. Studying actually helps! The ghoul wasn’t knocked down, but it was startled. I finally came to my Audi R8, and jumped in. I didn’t wait for the engine to heat up, but I stepped on the accelerator. I took out the sword hidden in the bottom, and opened the window. The ghoul was walking towards me. Just as I hoped, a dozen whips lashed at me. I didn’t need really work my sword. I still drove, taking a left. The whips followed. I took a right, heading for the fields with no one there. It wasn’t that easy. The ground was still blasting apart, the earth was covering the front window, but I still drove. I made a sudden 360, my sword sticking out of the window. I felt the heat. It was ready. I jumped out, rolling. The orange whips circled me. I held out my sword, and let all of the energy out. It wasn’t magic inside me. I was given this magical sword, and I trained myself to use it. The more active the sword gets, the more energy it receives, and that was happening. White-hot fire blasted out, obliterating the whips, and then more came. I closed my eyes, the booming fire aiming only for the dark energy. More whips came from all sides, and the fire reciprocated the attack, changing its shape into shooting stars. The fire overpowered the ghoul’s attack weapons. Then I felt all of them come. I opened my eyes and roared. The fire glued back together, and then became a tide of flame, burning the whips into crisps. I smiled; the ghoul finally came. It was behind me, but I felt it. The ghoul was screaming. The field had sand and grass, and its fences were in perfect shape. The benches were still together. I was relieved, because my sword’s power hadn’t gotten haywire. There was only one thing left to do.“Hey ghoul,” I began. The ghoul muttered a “what?” I felt triumphant and victorious. I twirled to face the creature and threw my sword, aiming for the ghoul’s stomach. The fire followed, and both blasted the ghoul into chunks of blood and guts. The green blood and white pus flew everywhere, the fire was absorbed. The sword appeared in my hand after a whoosh of the air. I walked towards my Audi. That’s what you call a sexy victory. *** My house is a one story flat. It’s wide and the top-hat style roof is still pretty high. My flat has white bricks, and it’s in a rich neighborhood. People come to my office for their own needs, and I have a new non-paranormal case four days a week. I’m pretty rich because of my job. People love me, and I have nothing better to do than solving mysteries. I don’t really care about a house, but as long as I have a good TV, a PS3, and a couple of rooms to live in, I’m good. Little did I know that someone-or something- ransacked the crap out of my house. When I entered my flat, I let my jaw plummet. My flat used to be clean and didn’t have much furniture. There was one door all the way to a corner that lead to the huge bathroom, and one door in the other corner leading to one master bedroom. There used to be a huge chandelier in the middle of my house, but it had fallen down, crushing the dining table beneath it. The carpets were ripped apart. My windows were shattered. My LED was on the floor and my PlayStation had been…bitten into pieces. I bet my room was messy, too. Also, the gold sheen was losing its brightness. I roared; I wasn’t going to let someone destroy my only shelter. Right then, the door of my bedroom opened. Chapter 3My eyes were seared with anger. I saw a plump and balding man, with a red night robe. He had one blond woman in each arm. They had plastic smiles, plastic skin, and disgusted me. The man had a pock-marked face, and his beady eyes were looking at me. His several chins were mesmeric; did they always jiggle uncontrollably? I took out my Desert Eagle.“This is my house,” I said, “and you can’t just barge in. Where did you get a lock? What are you doing here? Who the hell are you? Tell me know, you bastard.” The fat man smiled elusively. He wasn’t going to say anything, I knew it. I aimed my pistol at one woman’s heart, and fired. The woman roared, and suddenly, I stiffened. She had black eyes, and her teeth had elongated. There was blood seeping out, but she didn’t even wince. I understood it all at once. These people weren’t human, that was for sure. They destroyed my home, and ate an electronic. They had to be jingchalfu’. They were basicbasically ogres, but ate anything electronic and liked to mess things up. They were also good for distractions. Someone cocked a gun behind my head.“Detective Anand Singh, don’t say a word. We will tell you what to do, and you will have to obey. No questions; we are a secret clan of ghouls, phantoms and jingchalfu’. We wreak havoc everywhere, and we are now aiming for New York City.“We just want you to get something for us. It is a secret artifact. We do not know what it is, but it has to do something with an upcoming assignment of yours. We will give you four months to consider.” I could hear a smile. I looked at where the ogres had been standing, but I saw that they vanished. I looked behind me. There was no one. I sulked, and I went to my bedroom. I needed sleep, and a good one. My bedroom wasn’t messy at all. I limply fell on my bed. Four months to consider was a great thing, but an upcoming assignment? I pondered on that, wondering what that could be about. I shook my headI shook my head. Screw it, I thought, let’s see what happens tomorrow. After that, I forgot about the bastard(s?) who came to my home for quite a while. Chapter 4Don’t you just love it when the morning brims with happiness? When I woke up, the cleaning service people had cleaned the house up pretty well and took off my shoes. I love those people. They also wouldn’t steal because of the security in the area.I changed my shirt and jeans, but still wore my Armani jacket. I ate some Indian dish of rice and beans, and head off to work. A little Chinese kid walked up to me and started to punch my belly. I smiled brightly.“Hey Leo, shouldn’t you be in school?” I asked. Leo beamed, shaking his head. He mouthed the word Saturday. I nodded in understanding. Sometimes, kids are better friends than adults. I’m just saying, you know? I ruffled his hair. Next up was an elderly Indian couple, who said hi to me and said to send greetings to my parents. I don’t know why they askedthey asked me to do that, they could just call them. They were living OVERSEAS, not over at my house. I did the fist pump with some young Guido man walking by. I envied his blowout.I drove my Audi into the city, and noticed that Nexus One posters were outdoing iPhone ones. I grinned, loving how other companies tried hard to screw with others. More trees were being planted, and the sun had no competition with the clouds. I entered a parking lot of a NYPD building. It was quite tall,*FIRE HYDRANTS*
How do you like the beginning of my Urban Fantasy novel?
It has to be school appropriate and at least 1 at the most 2 minutes long. Pleas help. I need a song that has good harmony and words. I would prefer something like "Fly Like an Eagle" (that one is to long). It has to have words and should be sung by a woman, (girls are singing it) Please Help!
I Need A Song!! Please Help!!?
An eagle is flying horizontally at 6.9 m/s with a fish in its claws. It accidentally drops the fish. (a) How much time passes before the fish's speed doubles? (b) How much additional time would be required for the speed to double again?
How much time passes before the speed doubles?
[Title] Up On Their Feet (For our Haitian brothers and sisters)The Earth erupted into a rage O'er cloaked in darkness, voices were wailing Apocalyptic, that present age They gazed in horror, small lungs were failing And there laid people torn up inside A nation crumbled down in a heart beat Beneath the wreckage, a baby cried Saint-Marc is burning, homes caved in concrete See the mother lose her child A father's prayer is reconciled Where do neighbours weakly lean Through the night, the nightmare rang Here, their fearful spirits hang What could all this really mean Discouraged millions fight for their life Struck down and shredded, no strength to cope Lost in destruction, sickness and strife Almighty dollars won't buy them hope And far across this despairing land Can you hear singing despite the pain In mangled roadways; in dust and through sand When the thunder rolls o'er head See the living and the dead Pain like this was ever known Stains of blood mark ever face Tired and restless with disgrace Rattling through their shattered bones Lord, hear this outcry for peace to fill Our broken brothers, forlorn and dying God make them stronger, be this Your will On wings of eagles, these prayers are flying Sing for today and through dismay Sing in the night, sing for Your light Sing in the street, up on their feet Sing for this day, we'll bow and pray Hear the thunder roll o'er head See the living and the dead Holding hands between the stone Though they wander and they weep Hint of blessings shout so deep "We will never be alone." And through this tragic disaster scene Can you hear singing in every nation
Poem inspired by the Haitian Earthquake. Thoughts?
Proverbs 23:4Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not? for riches certainly make themselves wings; they fly away as an eagle toward heaven.
Why is it if one sets their eyes on laboring for riches, riches will make themselves wings and fly as an eagle?
I am playing at open mic night at the harley davidson museum bar tonight. Here's a list of a few songs I like to play on the guitar. If I can only play 3, which 3 should I play?under the bridge - chili pepssister golden hair - americalove my way - psychedelic furslayla - creamknockin on heavens door - jimi / eric / bobbreakdown - pettyfly away - kravitzall along the watchtower - jimii can't stand it - ericalready gone - eaglesyeah, kev you're right on layla it was derek & d.
Which 3 of these songs should I play at open mic night at the harley bar?
There were bright colors and there was a part where they were all in a car or something and it crashed. The song stopped and they all flew out in slow motion. After they landed on the ground, the music started again. I think the crash was supposed to be more humorous than serious. I think the girl had short black hair. I thought it was The Bird and the Bee, but I can't find a video like that by them. Anyone know the video I'm talking about? Thanks!
At American Eagle last Spring, I saw a video with a girl singer and a band of guys.?
The poem goes like this:High FlightOh! I have slipped the surly bonds of EarthAnd danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirthOf sun-split clouds—and done a hundred thingsYou have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and swungHigh in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flungMy eager craft through footless halls of air.Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue,I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy graceWhere never lark or even eagle flew—And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trodThe high untrespassed sanctity of space,Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.By John Gillespie Magee Jr.
What is the meaning of the poem 'High Flight' by John Gillespie Margee?
hey i remember a song its pretty sad...the clip is with an indian(wearing a hat with feathers),and there was an eagle flying aroud some mountains...lol this is going to look stupid but the song went somehow like this....heja maja heja maja heeeeja maja the hejja maja luma jejj and i think the american singer said the futures in your hand smth like thatsrry this is all i can remember,hope you can help me
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