[Galadel Vinorel]

Autumn trugded on through the deep snow on the road. She was freezing and she could barely feel her legs. Pulling on the rope that tied her and Giles together, they had been afraid that they would loose one another during the snow storm , so they had tied a rope around their legs, attaching one another together, Autumn sank down to the ground.

When Giles walked back to her, he saw Autumn sitting curled up on top of a pile of snow. Her legs were covered with snow, her lips were blue, and her teeth were chattering loudly. "Do you think that we could stop for a bit, Giles, to warm up and all?" asked a frozen Autumn. Giles nodded, and so the two hobbits gathered wood, and built a small fire.

Sice their water canteens were empty, they put some snow in a pan and melted it by the fire. Then they poured the water into their canteens. Taking some bread from their packs, Giles and Autumn ate a light, hurried meal. The hobbits then packed on and made their way once again through the deep snow on the ground. Snow began to fall once again, and Autumn pulled her thickest winter coat further around her.

After another mile or so, Autumn wanted to ask Giles if they could stop once again. But, she wanted to appear brave enough to continue on without complaining. Biting her lip, Autumn continued to trudge on, so intent on where she was going that she did not hear the howls of dogs far behind her, and the screaming of scared hobbits.