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Crystal Heart · 01-31-2005, 11:39 AM

Samuel woke up groggily, cold and alone in the darkness. He blinked, trying to remember what had happened. As he lifted himself up out of the river's water that laid around him a strange feeling passed over him. He looked around and called out names, but no one answered. He wrapped his arms around himself and shivered.

He had been alone before and he hadn't been afraid then, but then again he had never been alone in the dark away from the safety of the Shire and his home and bed. The only light that was illuminating the sky was the twinkling diamond stars above him. He couldn't see any moon. All he could see were even darker shadows all around him, swaying in the breeze.

His mind remembered what had happened. The raft had hit a rock and he had been loud for the first time in what seemed like forever to him. He screamed as he was flung into the water. As he was taken down the river he saw Reggie and Bingo struggling to keep their heads above the water. Samuel had tried to save them, but he had been flung against a rock and the rest was a fuzzy black dot in the masterpiece of his memory.

He rubbed his head and marvelled at the fact that he had not died. Perhaps only his memory was blocked out due to fear and other such things. Maybe he had survived somehow. Or perhaps he was dead and this is what eternity was like. He shivered at the thought. There could be no way that this was how the dead ended up. At least he hoped so for his sake.

He walked farther inland, his hands outstretched in a vain attempt to miss certain large objects. He stumbled and fell until he decided that enough was enough and laid down on his back, took a deep breath, and settled into sleep for the night.

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Warm light hit his face the next morning, bringing Samuel out of his slumber. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. There were trees and some different type of rocks, but other then that Samuel had no idea where he was and where he should head off to. He walked down to the river and looked left then right, hoping that he would find someone. His ears strained for any sound of their voices, but all he could hear was the wildlife coming to life with the rise of the morning sun.

Samuel's stomach growled in protest against his thinking mind. He sighed and decided that left seemed better then right and headed along the shore line in hopes to find someone. He walked slowly in fear that he would miss seeing anyone from his group. He looked out at the river for a hope at seeing at least a part of the raft, but he found nothing.

As he walked he thought about home. Was there any chance that he would see it again? Would he ever make it back to tell his mother that he was sorry for how he treated her? He wasn't entirely sure of anything. The only thing that mattered was finding someone and getting back with the group.

01-31-2005, 11:39 AM	#66
Crystal Heart Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Rohan Posts: 568	Samuel woke up groggily, cold and alone in the darkness. He blinked, trying to remember what had happened. As he lifted himself up out of the river's water that laid around him a strange feeling passed over him. He looked around and called out names, but no one answered. He wrapped his arms around himself and shivered. He had been alone before and he hadn't been afraid then, but then again he had never been alone in the dark away from the safety of the Shire and his home and bed. The only light that was illuminating the sky was the twinkling diamond stars above him. He couldn't see any moon. All he could see were even darker shadows all around him, swaying in the breeze. His mind remembered what had happened. The raft had hit a rock and he had been loud for the first time in what seemed like forever to him. He screamed as he was flung into the water. As he was taken down the river he saw Reggie and Bingo struggling to keep their heads above the water. Samuel had tried to save them, but he had been flung against a rock and the rest was a fuzzy black dot in the masterpiece of his memory. He rubbed his head and marvelled at the fact that he had not died. Perhaps only his memory was blocked out due to fear and other such things. Maybe he had survived somehow. Or perhaps he was dead and this is what eternity was like. He shivered at the thought. There could be no way that this was how the dead ended up. At least he hoped so for his sake. He walked farther inland, his hands outstretched in a vain attempt to miss certain large objects. He stumbled and fell until he decided that enough was enough and laid down on his back, took a deep breath, and settled into sleep for the night. ************************************************ * Warm light hit his face the next morning, bringing Samuel out of his slumber. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. There were trees and some different type of rocks, but other then that Samuel had no idea where he was and where he should head off to. He walked down to the river and looked left then right, hoping that he would find someone. His ears strained for any sound of their voices, but all he could hear was the wildlife coming to life with the rise of the morning sun. Samuel's stomach growled in protest against his thinking mind. He sighed and decided that left seemed better then right and headed along the shore line in hopes to find someone. He walked slowly in fear that he would miss seeing anyone from his group. He looked out at the river for a hope at seeing at least a part of the raft, but he found nothing. As he walked he thought about home. Was there any chance that he would see it again? Would he ever make it back to tell his mother that he was sorry for how he treated her? He wasn't entirely sure of anything. The only thing that mattered was finding someone and getting back with the group.