Day Four
Day four... Sleeping was a little easier last night; it wasn't nearly as cold, and the ground was much flatter. Even the horse had a good night! I trudge on, and still there is rain, though it is lesser, and the air is warmer.
There are some old birds fluttering about; small things, not much meat on them at all. I'm wary of them. I don't know if I should shoot them down and cook them up, or let them die in whatever way the world has for them. I decide to let them live. If nothing else in Middle-Earth is at peace, at least those birds can die in peace.
I tack up the horse, and ride on to Rivendell. How long until this ends? I'm tired.
End of Day four...