They didn’t have a great start, it rained for three days and after that they set of. The Company of the Dragon was headed for the Misty Mountains. Four dwarves had joined them. They were Farin, Oin Woodenbrace, Vráin, and Gráin. It was night and they had just reached the old fords. They set up camp and put up a fire and talked long. Later most of the company went to sleep immediately because they were tiered for traveling so long. A few sat in a small group talking softly.
But Rowan couldn’t sleep. He got up and untied Bulëgalad.
“Come back here by light of sun.” He whispered to Bulëgalad. Bulëgalad ran off with his chestnut hair flew in the wind. Rowan sighed. He was too nervous, and scared of what might happen on the trip. He walked over to a large rock and sat down on it. The wind blew softly threw the trees and the leaves rustled. Moon light shown through the trees and black shadows danced on the ground. Rowan looked at the trees all black, and gnarled, and twisted. They gave they woods an eerie feeling.
Rowan stared out across the dark, starlit sky. When he was young and his parents weren’t home at night, he used to always sneak out and stare up at the stars. He had given many names. He thought of how the stars might look to those that were captured by Glawr. Could they even see the stars? The Company of the Dragon needed to rescue them but they had barley gotten anywhere in little less than a week. He hoped that they wouldn’t be too late.
Bright light streamed thought the trees. Rowan awoke after sleeping for only a couple of hours. Many around him began too stir too. He was ready to get up, eat, and go. He had promised himself the night before that he would never give up on the captives and that they wouldn’t be too late. He got up and rolled up his mat. He saw Elentari.
“What is your plan for today, Milady? ” Rowan asked.
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