"...Tell her!"
She walked away shaking her head. How could you be so stubborn? wondered Elen. Knowing that she would have not even told anyone even if she had a broken wrist.
She went an sat down by the fire where everyone was eathing their own little bits of food. Elen really wasn't that hungry so she decided to leave her food until they really needed it. She looked into the flickering flames, the smell was not so bad up here, it was fresher. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and lent her head against her knees.
She fell asleep like this, and for a while sat in peaceful dream until the morning when
Anduneriel got them all up.
"Come on it will take us one more day to get over, and if we start now we will be at the otherside brfore nightfall." she said.
The company rose, the same people carrying the hobbits and the set of once again.
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"...still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message."
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