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piosenniel · 02-04-2003, 08:08 PM

‘Hurry up!’ whispered Holly to the others. She ran quickly to where she remembered the garden to be. There was the stone bench, but now no harp hovered over it. And above in the wall of the castle was the window she had seen the shadows move in. It was all dark now, and nothing appeared to move behind the recess of its frame.

The fireworks flew up at the front of the castle. Gandalf at work, drawing the castle’s residents to him. Olo lit a hooded lantern and set it on the stone bench, its soft, subdued light directed on the tangle of the former garden. He took out the small cones of paper he had made for just this and handed them one at a time to Holly, as they searched through the plants now gone to seed. There were herbs grown round the borders of the vegetable garden, growing thick, like wild weeds.

The Hobbit recited quietly to herself the litany of plants that Bethberry had given her. A quill tucked behind her ear, she inspected the plants she found and plucked the seed pods from them or shook the seeds into the opening to the cone. Twisting shut the cone, she wrote a few letters on it, indicating what plant it was.

Volondil stood watch from the perimeter of the garden, while Bird flew to the roof of the castle. An ideal vantage point in her estimation. She could keep an eye on her friends,and watch the fireworks as they lit the night.

[ February 05, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

02-04-2003, 08:08 PM	#325
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	‘Hurry up!’ whispered Holly to the others. She ran quickly to where she remembered the garden to be. There was the stone bench, but now no harp hovered over it. And above in the wall of the castle was the window she had seen the shadows move in. It was all dark now, and nothing appeared to move behind the recess of its frame. The fireworks flew up at the front of the castle. Gandalf at work, drawing the castle’s residents to him. Olo lit a hooded lantern and set it on the stone bench, its soft, subdued light directed on the tangle of the former garden. He took out the small cones of paper he had made for just this and handed them one at a time to Holly, as they searched through the plants now gone to seed. There were herbs grown round the borders of the vegetable garden, growing thick, like wild weeds. The Hobbit recited quietly to herself the litany of plants that Bethberry had given her. A quill tucked behind her ear, she inspected the plants she found and plucked the seed pods from them or shook the seeds into the opening to the cone. Twisting shut the cone, she wrote a few letters on it, indicating what plant it was. Volondil stood watch from the perimeter of the garden, while Bird flew to the roof of the castle. An ideal vantage point in her estimation. She could keep an eye on her friends,and watch the fireworks as they lit the night. [ February 05, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.