The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum - View Single Post

Child of the 7th Age · 06-23-2003, 08:12 PM

theWhiteLady's post

As the water in her basin swirled with a red stain, Rose's breath came in great ragged gasps, and her mind worked furiously, struggling to think quickly. It was as if the red mist obscuring the pure depths of the water had also drawn a blanket over her thoughts. The long, frustratingly serene days Rose had spent in Bree, waiting for some bit of information or hint from Mithadan or Bird had built up inside her a longing for something - anything to happen! Sitting idly by was not this young hobbit's idea of helping, and certainly not what had in mind when she had left Gilly behind.

Rose ran to the small closet beside her bed and ripped clothes off their hangers before stuffing them roughly in an old traveling sack. Now the time had come for action, and Rose felt an exhilarating thrill which turned to a cold chill when she thought again of Mithadan’s bloody message. Any details were unnecessary; it was enough for Rose to know that Pio's twins were in danger. And from the look of the men downstairs, very serious danger indeed.

Clothes hasilty packed, Rose tip-toed down to the kitchen and took enough provisions to last her until she could reach Hobbiton. Excuses would have to be made for her quick disappearance, and her pony fetched from the stable but by now Rose was almost in tears. Even such a short delay could be disastrous; she did not want to even think of Pio's reaction if she was too late!

It was not until nearly an hour later that Rose was able to break away from her many new friends, all anxiously inquiring about her 'ill aunt' and set out upon the dusty road. A tight knot had settled firmly down into her stomach and as the countryside fell steadily behind, Rose knew she was the only person that could save Pio and her twins from danger.

[ June 28, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

06-23-2003, 08:12 PM	#25
Child of the 7th Age Spirit of the Lonely Star Join Date: Mar 2002 Posts: 5,133	theWhiteLady's post As the water in her basin swirled with a red stain, Rose's breath came in great ragged gasps, and her mind worked furiously, struggling to think quickly. It was as if the red mist obscuring the pure depths of the water had also drawn a blanket over her thoughts. The long, frustratingly serene days Rose had spent in Bree, waiting for some bit of information or hint from Mithadan or Bird had built up inside her a longing for something - anything to happen! Sitting idly by was not this young hobbit's idea of helping, and certainly not what had in mind when she had left Gilly behind. Rose ran to the small closet beside her bed and ripped clothes off their hangers before stuffing them roughly in an old traveling sack. Now the time had come for action, and Rose felt an exhilarating thrill which turned to a cold chill when she thought again of Mithadan’s bloody message. Any details were unnecessary; it was enough for Rose to know that Pio's twins were in danger. And from the look of the men downstairs, very serious danger indeed. Clothes hasilty packed, Rose tip-toed down to the kitchen and took enough provisions to last her until she could reach Hobbiton. Excuses would have to be made for her quick disappearance, and her pony fetched from the stable but by now Rose was almost in tears. Even such a short delay could be disastrous; she did not want to even think of Pio's reaction if she was too late! It was not until nearly an hour later that Rose was able to break away from her many new friends, all anxiously inquiring about her 'ill aunt' and set out upon the dusty road. A tight knot had settled firmly down into her stomach and as the countryside fell steadily behind, Rose knew she was the only person that could save Pio and her twins from danger. [ June 28, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Multitasking women are never too busy to vote.