Walk To Rivendell" aka "The Eowyn Challenge" - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Alatáriël Lossëhelin · 01-11-2004, 07:24 PM

Ok, guys! Legolas and I will start us out, then the Hobbits will join in on the second round, then the Humans on the next. Gimli, you just jump in anytime. Right, now...ready?

Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
Life is but a...

Hey, come on now! ::dodges leftover cram thrown from the other boats:: I'm just trying to make this trip a bit more entertaining. Dang..what party-poopers!!

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The dull grey hours passed without event. As the third day of their voyage wore on the lands changed slowly: the trees thinned and then failed altogether. On the eastern bank to their left they saw long formless slopes stretching up and away toward the sky; brown and withered they looked, as if fire had passed over them, leaving no living blade of green: an unfriendly waste without even a broken tree or a bold stone to relieve the emptiness. They had come to the Brown Lands that lay, vast and desolate, between Southern Mirkwood and the hills of the Emyn Muil.

01-11-2004, 07:24 PM	#11
Alatáriël Lossëhelin Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Road to Rivendell: 2491 miles from Hobbiton, with Frodo and Sam, homeward bound Posts: 365	Ok, guys! Legolas and I will start us out, then the Hobbits will join in on the second round, then the Humans on the next. Gimli, you just jump in anytime. Right, now...ready? Row row row your boat Gently down the stream Merrily merrily merrily merrily Life is but a... Hey, come on now! ::dodges leftover cram thrown from the other boats:: I'm just trying to make this trip a bit more entertaining. Dang..what party-poopers!! -------------------- The dull grey hours passed without event. As the third day of their voyage wore on the lands changed slowly: the trees thinned and then failed altogether. On the eastern bank to their left they saw long formless slopes stretching up and away toward the sky; brown and withered they looked, as if fire had passed over them, leaving no living blade of green: an unfriendly waste without even a broken tree or a bold stone to relieve the emptiness. They had come to the Brown Lands that lay, vast and desolate, between Southern Mirkwood and the hills of the Emyn Muil. __________________ "It's impossible to have Frodo without Sam, or Sam without Frodo. They're like two halves of one heart..." "If your hurts grieve you still and the memory of your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West..."