Just read all my reviews over again and I'm going to answer one question. This DOES have to do with LOTR, but it's a secret and I'm not telling you. But then again, if you didn't like this story like thing why would you be reading this chapter? And then considering that, why did I even say all that stuff if everyone here likes this story and respects the fact that I don't want to tell you what this has to do with LOTR? *sigh* I'm a lunatic. Onto the story, by the way this will be a short one.

I woke up on the ground, the early morning sun casting a pinkish orange glow through the woods. I sighed softly and fought the urge to fall back asleep. The ground beneath me didn't feel hard, it felt almost like a bed. I looked up and didn't even squint my eyes at the sun. It was orange and hazy, smoke from a battle caused it to do that. It was peaceful here in an eerie way. Not a single drop of dew lay on my blanket, and it was warm. I turned over to see him huddled near me. I couldn't see his face, but his deep even breathing told me that he was asleep. Eventually the natural pulls of sleep forced me to return to my realm of dreaming.

*Yawn* I'm really tired now. Goodnight mommy.