The two hobbits bade farewell to their companions and began the day journey back to the Shire. Faye had thought that she wanted an adventure but she had been wrong, once involved all she wanted was out.
Calentoliel and her sister Rothalle put their first steps into action on their long journey south. They strolled hand in hand and there was no way that there would be silence on their travels for the two sisters had much to catch up on.
Endereth stood on the highest mount on the mountains, a sillouette against the cloudy sky. She stood still and gazed west across the sea, longing in her soul more than ever to journey there but she knew that for the present her time was on middle-earth as a Ranger of great respect.
Radagast supported Mattius as they both limped away from the scene of battle. Angmarth had turned back into the ordinary sword that it once was. However Radagast still believed that some of Manwe was left in the blade.
Now that it is over Radagast," Mattius spoke, "I have a few questions for you that my piers could not answer in Lorien but I believe you as an Istari may have greater knowledge."
"Ask away and I will answer as well as I can!"
"Balrogs Radagast- do they have wings?"
"Well, erm, I don't really..."
"And old Tom Bombadil, what exactly is he?"
"You see, erm, the thing with that is, erm..."
"And female dwarves, do they actually have beards?"
"Ah, that one I can answer my dear boy..."
As Radagast's voice stretched out of recognition the sun appeared from the grey clouds and cut the gloom. Under the melting snow the first flowers of Spring began to flourish. The winter was over.
[ February 13, 2003: Message edited by: Mattius ]
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