Birdie did not know what to expect when they traveled back to the First Age. Would it be a land somehow fresher, greener; an entire continent touched with Elven grace? Would they be given a taste of what the Elf Kind see when they travel to the Farther Shore?
But the land off the bow of the Lonely Star looked no different than the one they had left. If Bird had not seen the shore line appear instantly where there had been only open ocean, she would have thought they were in any sheltered bay of the Fourth Age.
As Pio and Veritas winked the ship back to their original location, the skin-changer heard Pio and Mith discuss the pinpointing of the place and time they would be in when they made their final "departure".
"Yes", thought Birdie, "but how are we to do that? Walk up to one of the local First Agers and ask them for the time?"
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