spiderbait | Two Humans. Action.

[ And here sets out one of the smaller New Feathers, from the shops and from the town and from all the buildings, he is walking. With a bag over his shoulder, Frodo goes, trying to bring as little attention to himself as he can.

How he longs to stay in a warm bed, here, and amongst the sounds of people. Mr. Baggins, he knows better. The subtle jingle of the chain around his neck is enough to remind him that, no matter how quiet, how distant and blurred the will of the Ring might be, he cannot risk laying madness on these people. Even Sam, in his steadfast loyalty, and Galadriel, in her beauty and wisdom, had their minds drawn, even if just a little, by the ring. As kind as their faces and offers are, would they really be strong enough to keep their hands and minds stayed against its seduction?

There is no need to test these poor people with such a thing. It is his burden.

So Frodo has decided to settle himself in a camp of his making, outside of the village, but, he hopes, somewhere away from this beast that wanders the forest. Where? He does not know... but wandering is a part of Frodo's stretched-too-big world, now, so he will bear a bit of exploration.

He will be passing through the town with his large bag and a somber smile, a sprig of grass in his mouth and a pub song quiet in his throat. Though he might be hesitant, feel free to stop him to chat or ask what a small child is doing wandering around with no shoes on. ]

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I wouldn't mind it, Miss. Should I decide to camp there or elsewhere, I'll be glad to tell you of it.

Maybe we could go camping together for a little while. [And scare the crap out of Grune's housemates when she forgets to tell them where she's gone.]

[ For as nice as company sound right now, it... would most like defeat the purpose. ]

My apologies, but this is a thing I must do on my own.

Oh, why is that?

It is a long tale and I'm afraid it is one I must keep to myself, Miss.

[And now she's concerned.] Is it because you're feeling sad?

... Sadness, loneliness. There is quite a bit of things that weigh upon my heart, but it is not the full reason why I must keep all that bears my tracks and will bear them henceforth in my own mind.

Oh, if something is the matter, you should tell someone. Then you'll feel better.

I do wish it were possible, but I'm afraid my only confidant must be my dear companion, Sam. It is not for personal reasons, but instead for reasons of secrecy that are tied to my journey.

I'm glad you have a friend to talk to. It's always good to share the sad times as well as the happy times with your friends.

Sam is my dearest friend... there is much I could not do without him at my side. There are many injuries I feel he's suffered for me sake and I have no shown him my gratitude as I should have.

Don't worry. I'm sure he knows what's in your heart.

I hope... such grief I have caused him. Poor, dear Samwise, he has cried many tears for my sake and from my tongue being far too sharp for his kindness.

Hmm.... [That didn't sound quite right.] Maybe you should tell him "I'm sorry" when you see him again, to make sure you both understand each other.

I hope... I hope that I still have a chance to ease him of his tears and let him know he is always my dear friend.

Oh, I'm sure you will.

... I can't be sure... we were parted in such a dire place.

Then you just have to try your best to find each other, that's all. Don't worry. It will all work out.

Should luck and hope shine for us, but I hope to see him here, also.

Oh, I hope he comes here too. I'd love to meet your friend.

Sam would be terribly merry to speak with you. A good conversation and a good pipe, I believe them to be two of the things that make Samwise Gamgee the happiest.

He sounds like a very nice person. I think we could be good friends.

I have no doubts. You're both kind people.

Oh, thank you. You're very kind, too.

I'm glad I've left a good impression.

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