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littlemanpoet · 01-21-2005, 08:41 PM

The messenger of Rohirrim was sprawled over the bed, having passed out before he could get under the covers.

The second bed was too big for hobbits, and Falco had decided on the cushioned seat next the wall instead. It was the size of a couch in his ma's hole back in Waymoot. He was now snoring loudly and dreaming of a crow smoking a pipe, blowing smoke birds that flapped their wings before they were blown athither by the breeze. The crow looked at him and said caw!

Falco opened his eyes. Master Eodwine was snoring as loud as any crow. No wonder. He turned on his side and was soon asleep again.

01-21-2005, 08:41 PM	#334
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Eodwine and Falco The messenger of Rohirrim was sprawled over the bed, having passed out before he could get under the covers. The second bed was too big for hobbits, and Falco had decided on the cushioned seat next the wall instead. It was the size of a couch in his ma's hole back in Waymoot. He was now snoring loudly and dreaming of a crow smoking a pipe, blowing smoke birds that flapped their wings before they were blown athither by the breeze. The crow looked at him and said caw! Falco opened his eyes. Master Eodwine was snoring as loud as any crow. No wonder. He turned on his side and was soon asleep again.