Gamba, hiding under the table halfway between the narrator and the perilous poet, said in a soft clear voice caught by both:
"I vote for happy endings. I'm tired of being stuck in a cave waiting to be sacrificed, and I don't want to fry either. So: eucatastrophe, please. Would somebody please pass that up the chain of command. And-- please, Mr. Perilous Poet, would you introduce me to this Third Person? So far, both my narrators have me in one heck of a jam."
This was punctuated by the sound of munching as the cave hobbit discovered and explored his very first Fresh Fall Apple.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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