And, what enterprising young person doesn’t want to move to The Shire, and recover at the local bed and breakfast, while battle companions of indeterminate gender flounce upon the air mattress in a totally hetero and comradely way, while grandpa wizard looks on with smiling approval? And then start a cobbler’s shop in the land of the shoeless, launching an entire line of foot hygiene products and building an empire? Enough to pay the dowry for marry a sexy curls with secret proclivities!
by achrilock