Daisy slept a fitful sleep. Her thoughts hurtled, pell mell, between the 'escape' of Bird to see Child and Rose, and the fear of facing the unknown in Númenor this very day. For it was almost day, though the sun had not yet risen. She dragged her protesting body out of bed and thought to go upstairs to clear her whirling thoughts with a breath of freah sea air.
She heard Kali stir in Mithadan's room as she passed it. Looking in, she saw he was sitting up on the bed, fading starlight shining softly through the opened porthole. The hobbit motioned for him to come on deck with her.
As they stepped on deck they saw the dragon circling the man. The voices were too quiet to hear the questions or their answers, so they crept closer,holding each other's hand, hoping to find out who had come so mysteriously to the ship.
Hiding in the shadows, their eyes strained toward the figure within the dragon's circle. A small shaft of moonlight washed over his features. Daisy felt Kali's hand tighten on hers and then pull her forward quickly as he stood and approached the man.
'Kali! What are you doing?' she whispered fiercely to him.
The hobbrim had drawn them very near the man, who made no move toward them. Kali reached out his free hand to the man and called out in disbelief. 'Ancalimon!'
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