The hobbits put the meat and veggies into the pot and started to make the stew. The fire started to dye low as a few drops of water fell onto the wood.
“We need more firewood,” Penny. “Anyone want to come with me to get some wood from the forest?”
“Ill go” Ferd said as he stood up and walked over to Penny.
“I’ll go too” Mirabella said following the two as they slowly walked away from the fire. The sun was setting and it was getting dark. A cool draft blew from the east. Penny, Mirabella and Ferd set of towards the forest with Tom. Penny could see the trees now. They were old and twisted. It was quite spooky. The dead leaves rustled as the wind blew though them.
“Come on. Lets hurry up and get some wood.” Penny said to Ferd and Mirabella. They hurried now, walking faster. Penny shivered as they neared the forest. The branches seemed to move, shaking like angry fists. They slowed down and entered the forest warily. The searched the ground for anytime of wood they could use for the fire. The trees creaked loudly as they swayed.
Penny found a few pieces of wood on the ground. There was barley any to be found. Penny backed up slowly, right into the open arms of a tree.
“Ahhh!” she screamed as she jumped away from the tree.”
“Are you ok?” Mirabella asked worriedly.
“I’m fine” Penny said shivering and searching the forest.
“I don’t like this place” Ferd said as he joined them.
“Me either” Mirabella said as the three hobbits and Tom scurried out of the forest with the few pieces of wood they had collected.
[ June 25, 2003: Message edited by: elven maiden Earwen ]
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