[Undómë]

‘Do you know somewhat?’ Wenda asked, her fingers tangled in the dog’s hair.

Goody turned herself round on her chair, facing the woman. ‘Aye, Goody knows somewhat, Wenda. And others as know somewhat, too. But there be a difference twixt knowing and doing.’ She got up with an effort and made her way over to where the woman sat.

‘Twill be alright, Wenda. Look!’ The old woman raised her chin toward the burning Yule Log. ‘The fire burns bright; there be no shadow eats at it now. The year turns as it should, and we turn with it as we will.’

Goody motioned for the Halfling to come over. ‘Show Wenda what you’re working on, Master Andwise. Of course there’ll be other parts to the plan as will need to be put in place. But this seems a fair start.’