Ama looked around the bank for the fishing line, hoping she would find some. She turned over muddy stoens and even got down on her hands an knees to look for it. She must be hungry thought Ferd. The two searched for several minutes before she heard Ferd cry out her name. As soon as she had heard it she rushed over to the delighted Ferd who had found about three metres of the stuff. Ferd quickly made a makeshift rod out of the line and threw one end, with bait into the water.
"Now we wait," he smiled. Ferd kept hold of the line, while Ama retreated to her previous spot on the log to keep and eye on the fire. A good ten minuets passed with no avail for the enthusiastic hobbit but he did not give up hope. In good time he managed to catch two large fish, which were immediately thrown onto the fire and seasoned with a wild herb Ama had discovered while her search for the fishing line.
The two hobbits sat at the fire. Content that they had done their bit and waited patiently for the other to return.
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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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