The grey green waves rolled on as far as the eye could see. In every direction the ocean stretched to meet the horizon. Flecks of foam dotted the surface and strands of seaweed anchored to the ocean floor drifted to and fro.
Dwarfed by the immensity of the ocean, a small grey boat floated in the midst of the water, gently rocked by the waves. The boat was filled with water and silt, but had spilled none of its precious cargo.
The sky above mirrored the sea below. It, too, was dark and grey, and here and there wisps of white cloud roiled past. Also like the sea, the monotony of the sky was broken only by a small grey figure. The gull soared and wheeled high above the boat. It dove, dropping like a stone, to sit in the boat to rest its wearied wings. As the bird settled in the craft…
Sorry. If you are one of the select few, you'll probably be busting a gut laughing right now. If not, then don't worry about it. Just pretend that wasn't there.
Anyway, as you probably figured, the Fellowship of the Hoodie is completed. However, I will not be writing the other two. You will have to be content with this one, and your imagination of how the others would be. There are many reasons why I am not continuing. Among those reasons are my lack of time, and some odd plot contradictions I made that will make the others much more difficult.
But on the bright side, I am throwing a New Years Eve party for the characters in the next chapter, so this isn't the last you will see of them. If there's someone from TTT or RotK that you want to see at the party, email me (preferably before new years eve) and I'll see about it.