Mattius allowed himself a little chuckle under his breath that broke Radagast's line of thought.
"What, me wrong? Well, okay sometimes yes..." he said before returning to his own mind.
The wizard was a particualry quick walker, something that had surprised others but what Mattius had got used to now. He was a couple of paces ahead of the two elves who, despite at times struggling with Radagast's speed, talked together of places they had been and specatcles they had beheld. Under the dwindling trees of Lothlorien Mattius spoke of his wanderings sometimes alone and sometimes with the Brown Wizard through the great woods that were once named Mirkwood, the heights of the Misty Mountains and man-made beauty of Minas Tirith.
"So much has changed in the world of men since the great war with Sauron Endereth. When I lived in the White City all those years ago it was a broken city. When I returned some three hundred years ago I saw its brilliance from miles off. The city is great again. I am also proud to say that I was able to witness a royal marriage there, it was all simply breathtaking."
"I remember Mattius," said Enderth, "when such words were used to describe the woods we now walk through." And a sad look was on the face of the ranger. Mattius offered her a drink of water which Enderth took.
"I understand your pain, but soon we will tread in new woods." Almost as he said this Radagast came to an abrupt stop in front of them. The two elves looked up. The woods had come to an end and in front of the three of them was rolling plains. Over the horizon they knew they would find Fangorn.
"Not far now," said Mattius. Radagast looked skywards, rain was on the way.
"We should make haste," spoke the wizard, "we don't want to be out on the plains in the middle of a thunder storm! Once we get to Isengard I'm sure I will think of something, perhaps there is a council of the people in Orthanc. At any length I am sure we will meet some people there who can give us information." With that Radagast was off, quicker even than his speedy walk. Enderth looked at Mattius who raised his left arm,
"After you dear ranger!"
[ April 28, 2003: Message edited by: Mattius ]
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