Cirdan strode down the deck and passed the elf who had resumed her west-gazing. He noticed the swinging door to the below-deck area had been pushed open and it aroused his suspicions. 'Confounded Hobbits!', he thought to himself. 'What are they up to!'
For such an imposing elf, he slipped down the stairs quite quietly.
Pio took this opportunity to sprint up toward the Wheel for a little look about. She had never actually been on a ship and wanted to study the mechanics of how it worked.
She stood in front of the Great Wheel and placed her hands on it. A wondrous thrum of power communicated itself to her.
A small box with a clear crystal covering caught her eye just to the left of the Wheel. Taking her hands from the Wheel, she leaned closer to it and saw a curious site - there was a bright silver bar running the length of the box's interior with an indefinite number of deep indentations in it. In the seventh of the indentations was set a brilliant, clear, white gem, pulsing like a small star.
Her hand reached for the cover of the box, but quickly withdrew as she heard a loud voice booming beneath her.
'HOBBITS!!! Show yourselves!!!!!'
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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