[Mithadan]

The three ships bobbed on the ocean waves. Each had its sails furled and lookouts posted to watch for the missing Hobbits, Elves and Birdland. Mithadan walked slowly along the deck of the Elven vessel with Primrose at his side. The little Hobbit had told him several stories of the Shire and recited the poem 'The Man in the Moon Came Down Too Soon' for him.

Tired, Mithadan sat on a barrel, and, on a whim, lifted Primrose to his lap. She smiled and looked out on the ocean. "I never knew the sea was so big," she said. Mithadan smiled in turn and replied, "Yes it is big. There's more ocean than there is land. Ulmo's realm is wide and beautiful."

"But if its so big, won't Papa and Frodo and Child and Rose get lost?" asked Primrose with a worried look on her face. Mithadan froze as if stricken and looked up sharply at the water. Then he hugged the Hobbit tightly and said, "I'm so sorry, Primrose! I've been so caught up with myself that I haven't thought of anyone else. I'm sure they're all right. I'd go after them myself but my chest hurts too..." Mithadan stopped in mid-sentence and his eyes grew wide. "Dolt! Idiot! What's the matter with me?" he cried. He eased Primrose to the deck and rose to his feet. "My cabin, Primrose. Quickly."

They walked back to the stairwell and down to the sickbay. Mithadan picked up his old cloak and searched its pockets, coming up with a silver box -- the REG. He murmured under his breath and a light blinked on the box. A metallic voice said "Authorized user recognized." Mithadan sat with the REG and said "Show me the Hobbits, Frodo, Sam, Rose and Child." In mid-air, a mist appeared in which a small but clear image materialized. Mithadan's mouth opened, then he laughed loudly, only to stop and grab his ribs. With a smile, he beckoned Primrose over to look at the image. She clapped her hands and said "They're OK. And they're eating MUSHROOMS!..."