Birdie watches as Child rips pages from her beloved Silm to bind the wounds of the B-D warriors scattered around the field. Her heart ached for the scholarly hobbit, "but one who cannot cast away a treasure in need is in fetters, I suppose."
Suddenly she heard someone shout "HEY! Wounded hobbit over here! Anyone know anything about wounds given by a Maia?"
Birdie ran over, ripping off the hem of her favorite cambric shirt as she ran. She saw Samwise, Primrose and Stacy huddling over the prostrate Frodo. "Try bathing his wound with the water in the Phial. It's blessed by the Lady of the Woods herself. It might help a little more than page 382 of 'The Silm', anyway."
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