Short post for now. Longer post later, probably tomorrow. Thanks for the reviews!
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"Maybe we should split up!" Frodo yelled over the howling blizzard.
"Too dangerous!" Bilbo yelled.
"We'll only find Sam if we cover more ground!" Frodo yelled back.
"I am afraid he is right, Master Baggins!" Hamfest yelled.
Bilbo sighed into the frozen air.
"All right. But Frodo, I want you to return as soon as you start to feel chilled. I mean it!" Bilbo said.
"Yes, Uncle!" Frodo said, "I'll take the forest, if you want!"
"All right, but be careful!" Bilbo said.
"I will!" Frodo said, and headed further out into the blizzard and the dim trees a while away.
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Frodo listened carefully as he stopped to rest. He was already beginning to feel chill, to his very bones, even though he was wearing his heaviest coat. But he would not go back until he was sure Sam was not this way. He wouldn't allow one of his best friends to die from the cold. So he pressed on, toward the stream, which he knew was strait ahead.
Far away, he suddenly heard a dim cry. It did not sound like an animal cry, and so Frodo went towards it.
"Sam! Sam, its Frodo!" he yelled, hoping his friend would hear him.
He then pushed onward, listening closely to the howling wind.
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"Maybe we should split up!" Frodo yelled over the howling blizzard.
"Too dangerous!" Bilbo yelled.
"We'll only find Sam if we cover more ground!" Frodo yelled back.
"I am afraid he is right, Master Baggins!" Hamfest yelled.
Bilbo sighed into the frozen air.
"All right. But Frodo, I want you to return as soon as you start to feel chilled. I mean it!" Bilbo said.
"Yes, Uncle!" Frodo said, "I'll take the forest, if you want!"
"All right, but be careful!" Bilbo said.
"I will!" Frodo said, and headed further out into the blizzard and the dim trees a while away.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Frodo listened carefully as he stopped to rest. He was already beginning to feel chill, to his very bones, even though he was wearing his heaviest coat. But he would not go back until he was sure Sam was not this way. He wouldn't allow one of his best friends to die from the cold. So he pressed on, toward the stream, which he knew was strait ahead.
Far away, he suddenly heard a dim cry. It did not sound like an animal cry, and so Frodo went towards it.
"Sam! Sam, its Frodo!" he yelled, hoping his friend would hear him.
He then pushed onward, listening closely to the howling wind.