March 7th, 2005

sad ear, sad

Out of the Woods: Bingo Bolger-Baggins

*looks back wistfully at the clearing as they head east through the trees*

*muses silently to himself* Farewell to the place where I almost lost my life. You are also the place where I was given back my life by the hand of a dear friend, and so, cold and rocky though you are, I will miss you.

Though we do not have to go far, I fear it is further than my legs will carry me.

*leans against Arathorn as they follow the hobbit stranger*

My feet are still tender, and my hip feels each step like fire. *hobbles a bit slower with each step*
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