Yes Bethberry, * Gandalf's breath came in gasps * ... so grateful you're here my good friend * manages a smile, then his face loses color as he remembers * ... only, it wasn't just ... a nightmare. We're all ... in danger, great danger from the blackness all around. Run for your life, Bethberry! I'd protect you, but my vision is clouded.
* looks around as if searching for an unseen enemy, stands uneasily to his feet, grasps his sword in a defensive stance, looks to the light of the fire, shivering a bit, as if he might bolt if only he could decide which direction promised to be the safest *
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