Thenamir was footsore and blistered. He'd left Stock the night before, but managed to cover another six miles before having to stop for awhile. ANother 6 miles would get him to the Buckleberry Ferry and finally across the Brandywine.
Only 20 miles ahead of him now was the Barrow Wight, and while he was closing the gap, it was not fast enough for Thenamir. He must reach Rivendell before the Wight...
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The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane. ~~ Marcus Aurelius
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