Author's Note from Tolkien: Hey, sorry we haven't updated in a long time..
Here's a bit more of chapter seventeen.
Tolkien POV:
Although my pep talk had boosted the confidence of the group, we soon got tired.
Our climbing pace slowed as the sun beat down on our backs. From the spot I was at, I thought I heard a deep voice singing softly.
'You got to go dig them holes..with broken hands and withered souls, emancipated from all you know, you got to go dig those holes.'
'man you slow dude,' armpit muttered.
'D tent!' X-ray called.
Some of the guys started singing. 'Dig it uh-oh oh, dig it, dig uh oh oh- 'OH!" Tink sang.
Soon, we girls sang about our arrivals, 'two suits, two tokens in hand, we got no respect with the mr. Sir man, got our shovels, shoes fulla sand, we learned of the legends zero and caveman, oh!'
We all sang for the next hour, until our throats were so dry we had to stop, and rest in the shadows of a big ledge. 'Don't look up and don't look down,' Flash said, referring to the above so steep it was like a straight line, and the below, which was at least a hundred feat. 'Too late,' Zig muttered.
We sat on the ledge in the shade. It was noon, and the sun was beating down on us so much, we decided to wait out the worst of the heat in this shade.
Tolkien POV:
Although my pep talk had boosted the confidence of the group, we soon got tired.
Our climbing pace slowed as the sun beat down on our backs. From the spot I was at, I thought I heard a deep voice singing softly.
'You got to go dig them holes..with broken hands and withered souls, emancipated from all you know, you got to go dig those holes.'
'man you slow dude,' armpit muttered.
'D tent!' X-ray called.
Some of the guys started singing. 'Dig it uh-oh oh, dig it, dig uh oh oh- 'OH!" Tink sang.
Soon, we girls sang about our arrivals, 'two suits, two tokens in hand, we got no respect with the mr. Sir man, got our shovels, shoes fulla sand, we learned of the legends zero and caveman, oh!'
We all sang for the next hour, until our throats were so dry we had to stop, and rest in the shadows of a big ledge. 'Don't look up and don't look down,' Flash said, referring to the above so steep it was like a straight line, and the below, which was at least a hundred feat. 'Too late,' Zig muttered.
We sat on the ledge in the shade. It was noon, and the sun was beating down on us so much, we decided to wait out the worst of the heat in this shade.