#58 Friends Forever

The elf smiled gently as he gazed down from his perch in the beech tree above the fellowships temporary camp site and spied the outline of four small forms huddled together against the cold night air. The hobbits never ceased to amaze him. Small in stature yet big in heart they managed to inspire and infuriate at the same time. From the constant stream of inane yet cheering chatter that left the mouth of Peregrine Took to the quiet, loyal devotion of Samwise Gamgee they were most definitely a force to be reckoned with. He sighed allowing his eyes to wander across the small clearing, over the slumbering men, hands resting upon their swords even in sleep, to rest upon the dark mound where Gimli lay, wrapped in his dark cloak and snoring softly. A strange group of travelling companions they might be and although they had yet far to go something told him that no matter their differences and however some might feel otherwise, the friendships they would eventually form would last forever. He grimaced as a loud fart echoed through the air. Of course, that didn't mean he had to get on with the dwarf though, did it.


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I do love a reflective Legolas ...