T'was not long before Collette's frail mind wandered into other thoughts of more importance- food and proper beds, Muffins in Bree to be general was her current dream.
"Collette- do you understand?" Someone asked her. She nodded obliviously, not knowing what she had just consented to.
One by one they dropped off to sleep- Collette in the lead.
She awoke in the late night, from a dream that had horrified her, and she snuck quietly to the stream nearby to wash her face of tears and sweat when she heard it.
To men (assuming they were men)conversing in a rapid dark mutter- orkish she thought it to be,but perhaps not.She bent closer, dared only far enough to stand behind the tree nearest their camp. In her life, she had lived in Gondor for three short years and studied many languages, for Gondor has the largest archives (save the library that dwelt in the ruins of Rivendell) in Middle Earth. She had learned only enough Orkish to vaguely make out their sentences.
"-Company drawing near, their plans we have heard"
"Do we have a counter-action of..- (she lost track of the low gabbling)
"We will"
Collette's heart beat so loudly she feared discovery, as they went utterly silent for a few short minutes.
She turned quickly in horror as breathing resounded off her neck, a sickening thud and the world went black.
Three days would pass before she found her companions again.
[ October 17, 2002: Message edited by: ColletteTook ]
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