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piosenniel · 01-17-2003, 03:04 PM

It was a short meal, and a cheerless one. Hard to swallow dry bread with a throat made dry from anxiousness.

Bullroarer watched as the Hobbits put up their meager snack and took the last drink of water from their skins. He climbed on the wagon, and taking the reins in hand, clucked to the pony to urge it on.

Down the road, ever eastward, they trudged on . . .

01-17-2003, 03:04 PM	#1
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	It was a short meal, and a cheerless one. Hard to swallow dry bread with a throat made dry from anxiousness. Bullroarer watched as the Hobbits put up their meager snack and took the last drink of water from their skins. He climbed on the wagon, and taking the reins in hand, clucked to the pony to urge it on. Down the road, ever eastward, they trudged on . . . __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.