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Pea soup
The shape of the Calimir faded into the fog in front of Tom Ferny, leaving only the man Beregond and the hobbit lad Andy still visible to Tom Ferny. The tendrils of mist were now low enough to weave their way among the travelers, touching them like long fingers and soaking them through their clothes.
Tom had not said a word since the boy arrived but he was obviously not happy that he was there.
"Andy" he said, "since you are determined to get a beating at home when I report your journey to your father, you should at least keep close to me so that my report will be accurate. I don't want you out of my sight, understood."
The small hobbits looked up with fear in his eyes.
"Yes, sir" he said in a small whisper, though he crowded closer to the Gondorian than to Tom.
"Good" continued Tom, "this fog is not natural and is the work of the spirits of the mounds. We'll have our gold soon."
He stood up tall and tried to put on a brave face, but the terror of the mound was clearly on the Bree-lander. His conversation with the boy had been more to boost his own confidence than that of Andy.
"Where are the rest of you?" he shouted. "Calamir, m'lady, could you slow down a bit please. Everyone! We need to gather together again."
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Edited by: <A HREF=http://www.barrowdowns.com/cgi-bin/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_profile&u=00000002>RKittle</A> <IMG SRC=http://www.barrowdowns.com/images/oneringicon.gif BORDER=0> at: 4/28/01 8:50:49 am