Mellon watched Thoronmir run screaming out of the Inn, and mournfully shook his head. "Guess I'm not the only one here with addled brains, " he thought.
In the distance, he heard a steady, rumbling thunder, and it worried him a little. Had the Balrog returned? There were no screams in the town; the childrens' games continued unabated. If the Balrog was back, he wasn't too close. He would ask Ędegard first chance he got...
He sipped his tea again. The Innkeeper glanced over at him. "Did you know that fellow? He's new around here."
"No, ma'am."
"He never paid me for the hot chocolate."
Outside, the rumbling conntinued in the distance, with the squeals and laughter of children continuing nearby.
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