June in the Green Hill Country can be quite hot and muggy at times, and today's run started out with the sun beaming down its radiant heat. The country road was at first wide with a great field of high hay to the south, but soon the path narrowed and passed into into a cool world of trees. A gentle breeze passed down the shaded way, causing a constant rustle of soothing green.
As I plunged deeper into the woods the temperature continued to drop until I actually began to shiver. It was as if I was approaching something ahead that did not belong in the tranquil landscape of The Shire. Something dark and evil, but something I could not avoid. Since this was the only path through the Hills I was familiar with, I have no choice but to continue along it tomorrow.
I have walked 25.24 miles, entered Green Hill Country, and am only 1.76 miles from Black Rider Stopping Place.
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The Barrow-Wight
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