Primrose runs over to Frodo, who lies prone by the tree where he was left.
Primrose: Mister Frodo, please, please
wake up!!
Stacey: Prim, what is it?
Primrose is in tears. This is so unlike her, she wonders if the little hobbit hasn't been taken over by some oddball thing, too.
Primrose: *sobbing* Papa! An Orc---
Stacey: Okay, Prim, what Orc?
Primrose: *Takes a deep breath* I thought I saw something moving in the trees. I remembered all the talk about how strange Miss Rose has been actin', so I thought something bad was going on. I went over and climbed in a tree, and saw a half dozen Orcs standing together talking. I tried to understand what they were saying, but they were using that nasty speech of theirs. Just then they---*takes another deep breath* turned and were quiet, like they were listnin'. They all hid, and then there came Papa callin' for me. An Orc sneaked up behind him, an' I dropped out of the tree, but before I could warn Papa proper-like..."
She burst into tears again.
Stacey: *Getting on her knees in front of the little hobbit* "They have him?"
Primrose: *blubbering, nods*
Stacey: [img]smilies/rolleyes.gif[/img] "Oh, dear..." *bows her head and says a prayer for the little hobbit she's become so fond of. Afterward she looks over at Frodo.
"Come on, Mister Baggins, wake up."
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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