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        <title>Middle Earth Gate</title>
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        <created>2006-03-04T03:37:57+02:00</created>
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        <summary>Category: Stargate&lt;br /&gt;Subtitle: Chapter 1: Unhealthy Interest&lt;br /&gt;Summary: While exploring, Legolas and Strider come across an unusual structure that could put not just Arda but the entire galaxy in danger. (I blame Michelle for this story *grin*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeline: LotR: III 2995 (Aragorn 64 years old) pre-quest and post Thorongil, Stargate SG1: between Ascension and The Fifth Man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betas: Geris (Grammar and Spelling), Michelle (Comprehension)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Dont own any of them, written purely for enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;SGC, Earth&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;He waited patiently as his best team filed into the room.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So...what&amp;#8217;s up?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;He hid a smile as Jack questioned him and spoke with his customary bluntness. 
      &amp;#8220;There have been reports that the Goa&amp;#8217;uld have taken an increased 
      interest in a planet called Arda.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Do we have the address, sir?&amp;#8221; Samantha asked.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;We do. The gate has recently been uncovered; they&amp;#8217;re preparing 
      to send a probe through as we speak.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What is the Goa&amp;#8217;uld&amp;#8217;s interest?&amp;#8221; Teal&amp;#8217;c 
      enquired.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Unknown at this time,&amp;#8221; General Hammond replied, &amp;#8220;but 
      whatever it is, I don&amp;#8217;t want the Goa&amp;#8217;uld getting their hands 
      on it.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;Middle-Earth&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;&lt;a href=&quot;#&quot; title=&quot;Translation: peace&quot; onClick=&quot;return false&quot;&gt;S&amp;icirc;dh&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;#8221; 
      the Ranger said soothingly to the magnificent horse as he patted its neck. 
      &amp;#8220;All is well.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, I do not know about your horse, &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot; title=&quot;Translation: my friend&quot; onClick=&quot;return false&quot;&gt;mellon 
      n&amp;iacute;n&lt;/a&gt;, but after having the ground move under me I would not be 
      so inclined to accept your assurances that the world was fine.&amp;#8221; The 
      humour-laced melodious voice caused Strider to look over his shoulder at 
      the elf that had accompanied him on this trip. &amp;#8220;Though you are &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot; title=&quot;Translation: human&quot; onClick=&quot;return false&quot;&gt;adan&lt;/a&gt;, 
      so perhaps having the ground move is perfectly normal.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;This from the elf that can balance in the most storm shook tree 
      in Arda?&amp;#8221; Strider returned with a chuckle, causing Legolas to laugh 
      from where he stood stroking his own horse&amp;#8217;s neck.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;That is no great feat,&amp;#8221; Legolas replied&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Not for a wood elf,&amp;#8221; Strider returned, before becoming serious 
      again. &amp;#8220;If these fellows have calmed down we should go see whether 
      that tremor destabilised anything.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Strider, who, bar insane Rangers, even travel out this far?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well us insane Rangers would like to know if the terrain has changed 
      before stumbling across it one dark night,&amp;#8221; Strider answered smiling 
      back at his friend.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Very well, let us go update your Ranger map,&amp;#8221; Legolas replied, 
      chuckling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</summary>
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