"Wake up sleepy heads!" Fred cried out from behind the blazing fire. One by one each of the hobbits woke up.
"Right!" said Olo, "We need food..." a few of the hobbits nodded. The sun now slowly crept up behind the low hills and they could start to hear the song of birds. "We should split up," he continued, "in groups of two. It will be easy to find food then."
So they proceeded to pair off. Ama and Ferd opted to stay at camp while the other went off, just so the fire didnt run out. So the other were gone. Ama planked herself down upon a wet log.
"Its a nice day to day!" Ferd cried. Ama didnt know what he was so happy about but she nodded and replied.
"Yes, yes it is shame we are here though...."
The two were in silence for a while. Ama still sat on her log throwing more wood on the fire when needed and Ferd began to pace the bank looking into to the what used to be swollen river. She watched him as he would walk the stop, then crouch down and touch the surface. He then would carry on. He did this several times, then turned round.
"Do you reckon we could catch some fish?"
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"...still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message."
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