Pilith looked around, his small tongue was hanging out. The cool breeze seemed to brush against his soft fur. Mya looked around as well.
The first small puppy turned around. the two of them looked at each other for a split second.
"Bet you cant catch me!" Pilith barked and suddenly ran off.
Mya wagged her tail and bounded off after him. Pilith looked back as he ran around the tree with Mya chasing. But Pilith did not run right around the tree he was near. Instead, he ran towards another near by tree.
Mya stopped and saw him run towards the other tree. Her small, pink tongue stick out as she ran. Pilith looked back, knowing that he was just a little bit faster then she was.
Mya noticed that she was actually gaining on her friend. But, just as she was about to pounce on him, Pilith gained an extra foot or two.
The bird continued to watch this unusual behaviour. He fluttered to where he could see them better. The bird fluttered its small wings quickly and swooped just a few meters to another branch.
The wind seemed to slowly bounced the perch. The creatures continued to play as the wind blew. Pilith was the first one to stop. Mya, not knowing he wasn't playing any more, tackled him.
The two of them fell to the ground. Pilith rolled over, Mya rolled over the top of him.
"Mya!" Pilith whined, getting up.
Mya slowly stood up as well. She looked at her friend. Pilith shook himself and looked at his friend.
"Why did you do that?" he whined.
Mya tilted her head just a fraction.
"I thought we were playing" she barked back.
Pilith shook his puppy head.
"Not any more, I'm getting hungry again" he whimpered.
Mya came closer and gave his ear a small tug.
"Race you back" she barked, running off at full pace.
Pilith was very quick off of the mark. The bird that had been perching on the branch fluttered in a different direction from them.
Trees rushed past the two puppies as Mya seemed to be the slower one. Pilith was the first to jump over a small log, closely followed by Mya.
In the real world, the weather was very nasty. The warmth of summer had given away to the coldness of the winter. Snow was still falling as Origo lay with his head on his fluffy paws.
Memories had been erased from the poor pups mind. Everything about his life had been forgotten. Feather sized flakes were still falling. The greyness of the clouds made everything seem darker then normal.
Origo yawned as he lay there. His brown eyes were looking around. The snow outside had started to thicken as it stuck to the ground.
There was no animals to talk of as Ivy continued to look outside. A small whine came from the pup as he lay there. Ivy smiled and looked around.
"Not yet, I think we'll be here for some time" she answered.
Her attention was now on the puppy again. she smiled as she walked over to him. Origo, although small himself, was bigger then the fairy in front of him.
Deep down, Ivy knew that this snow was here to stay. The snow storm seemed to cover a vase area of land. creatures seemed to struggle as the coldness deepened.
Above the clouds, the sky was pale blue. The sun was slowly creeping across the path that it took from east to west. There seemed to be no clue as to weather there was land below or sea.
The clouds seemed to create a shelf of white that stretched for miles either way. Below, wild lands that had been shaped by every force under the burning sun.
Snow, rain, flood and heat. Everything left a print on the fragile land below. The snow seemed to break massive boulders over hundreds of years. The freezing and thawing seemed to take as much effect on rocks as water did.
The rain seemed to have an effect on the land as well. It swelled the rivers and small streams. It would turn parched, cracked land, into a raging flood within a few hours.
The floods were sometimes travailing at such a high speed that trees and sometimes people were dragged with it. But, there seemed to be an upside to the floods. After they had come and went, the fields seemed to grow their crop better. The rich sediment seemed to help it.
Winter gave away to summer. The sun seemed bake the ground below. The rivers that, only a few months before, had been a raging torrent were now struggling to find enough water.
Origo yawned as he rolled over. Sleep was now getting to him yet again. Ivy took a deep breath. She sat cross legged on a brown leaf. The flakes outside continued to fall as the storm raged ever on.
Hobbiton lay just miles from where they were. Lights shone though the gloomy weather. The Green Dragon seemed to be busy as usual.
A cold blast of air entered the pub as a hobbit did. The door was quickly shut as complains from the elders replaced usual talk. But, as the warmth overpowered the coldness, the talking settled back down to usual.
"Coldest winter in a good while!" said one of the elders.
The three or four elders that sat around the table all agreed. Snowflakes could be seen falling on the other side of the cold glass that made up the window.
Condensation had frosted the glass. Droplets of water gathered on the smooth surface. The glum weather seemed to made conversation weak and short.
Fires seemed to be burning bigger and brighter then ever. Their warmth spread out slowly, fighting off the coldness. Smoke rose up in the brick built chimneys. The wind outside grabbed them and took the smoke away from the pub.
The roof of the Dragon was made of solid thatch. On the very edge of the roof, cold droplets were falling to the ground. small icicles started to form. The slowly grew longer and longer.
The prints of animals and hobbits alike were slowly, but surely, covered. There seemed to be less hobbits out in the coldness. Lunch was a considerable factor for this.
Nearly all the hobbits of Hobbiton were sitting down to a warm, filling lunch. Merry and Pippin were sitting in the kitchen. A fire had been lit hours ago and had been stocked up every so often.
A mug of cool ale had been set before them. There were many bowls as well. Roast potatoes, crunchy parsnips and juice chicken.
A thick gravy had been poured all over. Pippin smiled as he took a deep breath. He placed his knife and fork down and picked up his ale. The level of ale had gone down considerably as he drank. Merry yawned, tired from all the research and writing he had been doing.
He was finding it harder then he thought it was going to be to make a book. But make it he did. He wrote parchment after parchment of notes and details. For Merry seemed to know a lot about the art of tobacco and where it was made. There seemed to be many books on it.
Pippin, on the other hand, was very happy with where he was in his very own book. But, unlike Merry, Pippin's book would not be for the hobbits of Hobbiton.
It was for a special hobbit. A hobbit that he connected with the most. Diamond Took. For this was no ordinary book. It told a story of memories past.
Pippin was unusually quiet at dinner. The sound of knives and forks on plates was the only sound. The crackling and random popping of the fire and the ticking of the clock joined in as well.
Pip placed his knife and fork down and picked out a heavy bowl. there were still many, many roast potatoes still laying in there. But they were not as hot as the first load that he had eaten. In fact, these were at the perfect temperature.
The potatoes were placed on the plate. Another ten in total. For hobbits could not just have one serving. Three or four helping were in order.
"I think" said Merry, breaking the silence.
He was looking into his mug of ale.
"I think I need some more" he said.
Pippin smiled as Merry stood up. His wooden chair scrapped along the tiled floor. Merry walked towards the cellar. The large door was opened it.
Diamond, on the other hand, was struggling. She had not even started to make lunch yet. Cleaning and looking after her son, Faramir, seemed to be more important.
The young hobbit seemed to stop for a moment. Her head was spinning. But hunger seemed not to be present. She still was not giving in. Faramir Took was still crying in her room.
Diamond looked down the hall way, listening to him. There was a bucket of water that she was using rested at her feet. The head of the mop was dripping as she took it out of the water.
The floor behind her had already been cleaned. It had a strange glaze to it. The wet mop head was then slid across the floor, leaving a trail of water behind it.
The candles that had been lit were now dancing points of light on the floor. The cries of Faramir grew louder.
"Alright!" Diamond called, hoping that would calm him just a small bit.
Bit it did not. Diamond took a deep breath, the thought of having to leave the cleaning was a very bad one. Normally, Pippin would be able to take care of Faramir. But, now that Pippin did not care about her or Faramir, she had to juggle nearly everything. So, leaving the mop in the bucket, she walked away. But, unknown to her, the mop was slowly slipping.
As Diamond walked away, the long wooden handle of the mop impacted onto the floor. The water that was inside the bucket spilled out all over the floor.
Diamond then looked back and saw the water seeping out all over the place. She closed her eyes, annoyed at everything that was going wrong.
But Faramir was now on her mind. The water was trickling down the gaps in the many tiles that made up the floor. The floor was not completely flat. The volume of water seemed to flow slowly towards the large front door.
The bedroom door was pushed open. It had not been fully shut.
"Alright, mummy is here" said a very tired Diamond, walking over to him.
Faramir was then lifted out of his cot and comforted. Diamond smiled as she held her son. Faramir's hair seemed to be filling out now as he lay there. His hair was golden brown, just like his father's. but his eyes were blue, like his mother's.
Diamond smiled as she walked out of the room again. She walked back down the corridor to the kitchen.
"Now" she said, smiling and reaching for the cellar door.
The door opened to revile packets of food and jars of sauces and spreads.
"Lets see what we have to eat"
Faramir was now whimpering, but was still upset. His mother's voice seemed to have a calming effect. With her free hand, Diamond took out a jar full of an orange substance. This was in fact the food that was fed to feed Faramir.
The cold cellar was then shut, keeping everything inside cool and fresh. The heath in the kitchen was flaming gently, letting out just the right amount of heat for Diamond.
Placing the jar down, so that she had a free hand again, she opened up the cupboard. The cupboard was full of bowls and plates. Diamond got out one of the small bowls. The door was then shut again and the bowl placed on the worktop.
Diamond smiled as she walked a few feet over. There, Diamond pulled out a draw. She smiled as she took out a small, silver spoon. The draw was then closed again, leaving the rest of the cutlery laying there.
The jar was opened, which was quite hard for Diamond. She placed the lid down and started to scoop out the condense. Scoop after scoop was placed in the bowl. after a few minutes, there was enough for Faramir to have his lunch with.
Another dizzy spell hit Diamond. But she knew that she could not leave her son going hungry. Diamond screwed the lid back onto the jar. The bowl was then picked up as Diamond turned around. She walked towards the table and placed the bowl down before drawing out the chair. She slowly sat down, making sure she did not hurt her son. The silver spoon was then picked up, it had a bit of the orange mixture struck to it.
Meanwhile, Origo was once again sleeping. But, unlike last time, he was having no dreams. The flakes seemed to continue to fall as the day continued to get darker.
Ivy was now waiting, for how long, she did not know. Time seemed to drag on. The coldness seemed relentless as the clock ticked. The minute hand of all clocks seemed to go around slower then normal.
An hour had past since midday. But the sun still had a few more hours until it's light would no longer show the way for the creatures that walked the lands.
Diamond had now fed her son and put him back to bed. She could now think about herself. The first time she had done since breakfast. The house was once again quiet and calm. Only the sound of her heartbeat the fire could be heard.
The kettle bubbled as the flames of the heath heated it up. Diamond yawned as she closed the cellar door. In her hands, a lovely loaf of bread. She smiled as she opened the draw. She pulled out a large knife and closed it again. The loaf of bread was placed down on the work top. The paper bag that it had been put inside was then torn off.
Diamond smiled as she moved the bag out of the way. She then placed the sharp edge of the knife on the crust of the bread.
The hobbit then started to cut though the hard crust. After a few seconds, she got to the bottom. But that was not enough. So, a centimetre or two away, she started to cut again.
It took a small while to get the two slices that she wanted. Diamond smiled as she placed the cut loaf back into the paper bag.
Diamond then carried the bagged bread back to the cellar. But she did not leave empty handed. As she walked out, she grabbed a block of cheese.
She smiled as she walked back to the work top. The block of creamy cheese was then cut with a smaller knife. She then cut small slithers of cheese off and placed them on the two slices of bread.
Diamond then got out a small trey from one of the cupboards. The two slices of bread were placed on the trey. Diamond then got a small cloth and opened up the very hot oven. The flames of the fire inside were very hot. The trey, with the bread on, was slid into the fiery oven.
The hot metal door was then closed, keeping the heat inside. The heat slowly caused the cheese melt in the bread. Diamond seemed to only think about cleaning today as she gathered the crumbs off of the work top.
But yet, it was not a bad thing. It kept her mind off of Origo and Pippin. Both of which had left her. A plate was then placed on the work top.
After ten minutes, the oven was then opened. The small of melted cheese met her, making her smile. The trey was very hot indeed. But the cloth helped Diamond not to scald herself. The two pieces of toasted bread were placed on the plate. She smiled as she placed the trey in the sink and turned the water on. There was a little bit of water vapour came off of the trey. But that did not worry Diamond.
The cheese on toast was now on her mind. Diamond smiled as she took her seat. She smiled as she picked up the first slice. The first piece was very hot, but Diamond managed to eat it. Small strands of cheese stuck to Diamond's lip. She licked her lips a few times to get it all off.
To Origo, time was non-existent. His small, brown eyes were closed. Ivy was laying on the floor now. Boredom was now getting to her.
Memories were running past Ivy's eyes. Some were new memories, others were as old as the tree that she was laying in. she was looking right up to a furthers part of the tree. Silver cobwebs scattered the inside edge of tree like small, thin nets.
Ivy remembered what it was like many, many years ago. She and other fairies were living in an very old forest. Ivy and her friends lived in a very beautiful part of an ancient forest.
A clear, trickling stream snaked near by. The day was cool and sunny. The breeze was smooth as Ivy sat on the edge of a branch. She smiled as she looked around.
Just then, a small figure landed on a lower branch. Ivy looked down and smiled. Her wings opened up and began to move. The next second, she fluttered down to the other fairy.
"Good evening, Leila" Ivy said as she smiled.
But something was up with her friend. Unlike Ivy, Leila had a yellow tinge to her. Ivy noticed that her heart rate was quicker then normal. she was looking around, her eyes were darting around.
"We have to get out of here" she said.
Ivy was still confused.
"Get out of here?" Ivy asked.
"Why?"
Leila looked at her. for a few seconds, she did not answer.
"In a few hours, everything here will be gone" she said.
Ivy was getting ever more confused.
"Gone?" she asked.
Just then, Leila grabbed Ivy's hand and shot upwards. Ivy started to flutter her wings as well. A minute layer, they reached the top off the tree. The leaves gave away to blue sky.
"That is why we have to move" said Leila, fluttering there.
Ivy looked over at a horrible sight. A column, bigger then anything she had seen. Flames, bigger then the trees, could be seen lapping up the green and lush country before them.
"How did this happen?" she asked, feeling very weak.
Leila shook her head.
"I have no idea, the wind is coming towards us. We have to get out of here"
Ivy was looking around. Every tree, every sapling and plant would be destroyed.
"We have to tell the others, they need to prepare to leave" Ivy said.
So, nose diving though the canopy, Ivy made her way down to where she lived. Leila followed her. She was now the confused one.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
Ivy landed on a large branch. It was then that she made her way towards a round hole. The hole opened up into a small chamber. This was Ivy's home. Although it used to be a woodpeckers home, the bird had not been back for some time.
"Ivy?" Leila asked.
Ivy was standing there. She knew that there was nothing she could do about the oncoming fire.
"We have to get out of here" Ivy said.
She knew that she some of her friends were unaware of the coming danger.
"What about the others?" Leila asked.
Ivy took a deep breath.
"They'll need to be told" Ivy said.
But how to do that, neither of them knew. Leila took a deep breath and looked out. Bird continued to sing as though nothing will happen to their beautiful land.
"I'll do it" Leila said, looking back.
"I'll go and tell them"
Both of them knew that there might not be a chance that they would see each other again. But for Ivy, it was the best news she had ever heard. It meant that she could escape. A small part of her wanted to go with her friend, but a small part of her wanted to escape as well.
The picture suddenly changed across her eyes. Ivy's small wings were fluttering.
"Come on!" she shouted, looking back.
All around her were flames of red, orange and yellow. Flames seemed to block the way. Ivy and her friends seemed now to be trapped.
A wall of flames seemed to stop their progress. The heat was immense as they fluttered there. Ivy quickly looked around. It was then that she saw her way out. It was a small, flameless area right above them.
"Come on!" Ivy shouted.
The wind was hot and the embers, numerous. The fairies continued to flutter up. As they did, there was a loud crack. Ivy looked up to see a massive chunk of fiery wood falling at them.
"Watch out!" she shouted.
Her wings worked hard to move her out of the way. But the same could not be said for the rest of them. Leila and her friends were cut off from Ivy. The big chunk of black wood hit them, dragging them down with it.
"No!" Ivy said.
She watched as the chunk of wood crashed into the ground. Ivy fluttered there, feeling helpless to do anything. It was then another loud crack behind her.
Another tree had broken. This time, Ivy really did have to move. The tree passed within only a foot of her. she felt the incredible heat coming off from it.
The small fairy made her way up. The smoke from the fire could be seen and it was getting closer. After what seemed like a lifetime, Ivy escaped the flames.
But the danger had not fully past. The smoke was thick as she climbed ever higher. Embers continued fly though the smoke. But, as Ivy climbed ever higher, the smoke started to disperse.
A minute later, Ivy broke though to the clean air. She looked around as she fluttered her small wings. She coughed, losing a few feet. The devastation spread for mile upon mile.
There were no trees to speak. The green leaves and the county side had been spoiled. Ivy was getting very tired indeed. The earth below was scorched and black. The small stream that ran though lush country was now running though a blacken carpet of ash and charcoal.
In reality, Ivy took a deep breath as she sat up. Origo was still snoozing as the level of light continued to get lower and lower. Yet, the snow still showed no of stopping.
The time was now getting later and later as Ivy sat there. Ivy's memories flashed past her many times as she continued to sit there.
Origo was still gently sleeping as time past. The sun was now defiantly going down at the sky above darkened.
Ivy was, once again, thinking of the large forest fire that she had witnessed many, many years ago. The land was now black as she landed on the cool ground. There seemed no life other then her for miles.
Black pillars that were once trees stood. Wisps of silver smokes seemed to be the only movement for miles around. the occasional popping of a piece of red hot piece of wood.
Ivy touched down on the cool ground. the river that had once flowed a green and lush country, was now flowing though the destroyed land.
Trees seemed to laying on the ground where they fell. Some fell in the river, blocking leaves that had fallen in the water. Ivy was still looking around.
The sky was now a silver blue as the smoke past over head.
"Hello?" she shouted, looking around.
But there seemed no life about. Not even a green leaf. The trickling sound of the near by. Ivy slowly fluttered over to it. The surface of the water reflected the bluish sky above.
Just then, Ivy was woken up from her day dream by movement. She smiled as she noticed that her Origo was now waking up.
"Hello" she said.
Origo's eyes were still very heavy as he looked over. He gave a small whine and yawned. His small, brown eyes looked around. he gave a small whine.
"I know" Ivy answered, taking a deep breath and looking out as well.
"It hasn't stopped"
Origo slowly stood up, stretching as he went. Origo then whined again, taking his eyes off of the falling snow flakes and onto the small, green fairy standing near by.
"I guess so" she said, making a plate of food appear.
Even though Origo had lost his memory, he still ate turkey. And that's exactly what was on the plate before him. the small puppy wagged his tail, seeming more awake at the site of food.
"We have to get going soon, night time is the best time to travel" Ivy said.
Origo stopped eating and looked over at her.
"I want to stay here" Origo told her.
Ivy took a deep breath, she was not in the mood to argue.
"I know you want to stay here and I do too, but we have to get as much walking done as we can" she explained.
But Origo would be a hard one to convince.
"But, why do we have to go?" he asked.
Ivy took a deep breath.
"Because its my fault" she answered.
Everything was coming back to her. All of her emotions were now resurfacing.
"What is?" Origo asked.
Ivy took a deep breath, trying not to blame herself. But it was very, very hard to. She missed everything the way it used to be. But she could not do anything about it.
"Just"
There was a small pause.
"Just eat your food and then we can get moving"
But Origo did not want to move.
"No, I'm staying here!" he whined, getting a little bit angry with the flying thing.
Ivy took a deep breath, anger was now surfacing in her heart. She only wanted to help. But everything seemed to come to dead ends.
"You have no where to stay pup!" she told him.
"We need to get to Radagast!"
But Origo did not want to go. He liked the small bit of shelter that he was in and no one was going to make him move.
"If you want to go, why don't you?" he whined.
Ivy took a deep breath.
"Because I have protect you puppy. Your not capable by yourself!" she answered.
Ori looked around. He knew that the fluttering thing got his food from him and his warmth. Yes, she was helpful. But that did not matter.
"What do you think I should do?" he asked, his brown eyes looking at her.
Ivy took a deep breath and looked outside. They needed to get moving. But if Origo did not want to, then they couldn't.
"Listen, if we can just get to the big road, then we can rest for the night there" Ivy told him.
Origo now had something to think about. His little mind was racing with the options that he had. Ori looked at the darkening world outside. Snow was still falling like it had been for the hours before.
"But, what if we don't find shelter when we get there?" he asked.
"We will" Ivy answered.
Origo choice was now swaying. Going seemed to be the better option. But then, another question came into his head.
"But what if there was no shelter there!" it said.
Ivy was looking at him. she really wanted to get moving now. Origo then looked at her.
"What if we don't find any shelter?" he whined.
Ivy took a deep breath. She felt like every answer led to another question.
"We will, puppy" Ivy answered.
Origo was now getting to his answer. His mind was made up.
"I'll go" he whined, looking out at the coldness.
Ivy smiled, knowing that they could finally get underway again. Origo then finished off his food and the plate vanished. Origo was now ready to get going again.
"Come on" said Ivy, being the first one to leave the safety of the tree.
Origo followed closely behind. The wind was still blowing, making all of the trees rustle. Ivy started to flutter. For a few seconds, she was taken by the wind. but she managed to right herself.
Origo was not so keep to go back into the snowy world. But he had to. Ivy said he had to. So, Origo started to walk slowly out. Snowflakes instantly started to hit him. they melted on his fluffy fur.
"Come on, we need to get going" Ivy half shouted.
She turned and fluttered off down the unexplored path. Origo slowly followed, finding it hard to move in the thick carpet of snow.
The tree that they had just left was no longer seen. Only a curtain of white could be seen all around them. Origo could feel the wind now. It was colder then he was used to.
Ivy was fluttering near by.
"Puppy?" she asked, stopping.
Origo seemed to be slower then normal. it was then she noticed that he was shiver.
"Are you cold again?" she asked.
Origo gave a small whine and nodded. Ivy smiled. The next second, Origo felt something strange happen to him. Warmth seemed to trickle from his head to his tail. The shivering seemed to instantly cease.
Ivy smiled.
"Come on, lets keep moving" Ivy said.
The Great East Road was now only an hour away. But the snow and coldness made it feel like a day or so. The light from the sun had now vanished as the clocks chimed five times.
But still, Origo and Ivy did not stop going. Origo seemed to struggle with the amount of snow before him. His little paws were now thick with snow and the fur on his back was wet and dripping.
But still they kept going.
Five minutes past turned into ten. Ten turned into twenty. Twenty minutes slowly, but surely, changed into half an hour. But they were still not at the road.
Origo continued to keep his head down, the snow was battering him all of the time. Ivy started to wonder if she had gone in the right direction. But there was no way in telling. All she could do now was continue on.
Another half an hour past and still, the two of them had not reached the road. Ivy was getting worried.
"It has to be this way, it just has to be" she said, looking though the curtain of white before her.
The small fairy looked around. for three hundred and sixty degrees, all she saw was snow and the faint outline of trees.
Just then, Origo stopped as well. He stood in deep snow.
"Ivy?" he whimpered, not liking the harsh wind.
Ivy turned and looked at him.
"Lets get moving again, we're close now" Ivy said, trying to sound confident.
So, the two of them walked on, not knowing how long they would have to walk for. But neither of them knew that, just around the small bend in the road, was the place that they were looking for.
The road that they were on linked up a large road running north to south. In one direction, it led to the Grey Havens. In the other, the Elven town of Rivendell.
Ivy then saw an strange outline moving along. The trees that it past behind blocked it out. but, as the curtain of flakes cleared, Ivy started to smile. she knew exactly what it was.
It was a cart.
A small light was hanging near the front of the cart. A large horse pulled it along.
"Are we there yet?" Origo whimpered.
He needed shelter very soon. Ivy smiled and looked down.
"Yes, it's just over there" she said.
Origo's small tail wagged. So, the two of them set off again. Sure enough, after a few more minutes, the two of them happened upon the road.
Ivy smiled and looked around. The road that they were now on was much wider and much more well used. Tracks seemed to be more numerous here. They seemed fresher then normal. The snow that was falling slowly filled up any prints that had been lain. Origo looked around as he stepped onto the larger road. The road seemed to stretch beyond to the north and south of them.
"Which way now?" Origo whined, looking at the fairy.
Ivy smiled and looked either way.
"Well, the cart was going that way" she said, fluttering that way.
"But then, I don't know where it was coming from"
It was then she realised something. She did not actually know the direction of Rivendell.
"Either way could be the right way" she thought, looking both directions.
"The best bet is to follow the cart" said one voice.
But then, a second voice came into her head.
"No, the cart was heading in the wrong direction, best to go the other way"
This was not helping. And neither was Origo who gave a small whine.
"I'm not lost" Ivy explained, lying to the pup.
But a small part of her knew that she was a bad liar. The two of them looked at each other.
"Oh alright, I have no idea where we are" Ivy told him.
Ivy looked left and right, trying to make up her mind. She fluttered to the left, which was the right way. But something told her that it was not the right way.
"No, no not that way" she told herself.
The fairy turned around to see the puppy was following her. Ivy smiled.
"Its defiantly the other way" she told the puppy.
The fairy fluttered past as the puppy turned around. But Ivy had a different feeling going to the right. She felt like she should be going the other way.
Yet again, Ivy stopped and looked though the feather sized flakes falling before her. The fairy took a deep breath. This way just did not seem right to her. Origo stopped as well.
He was now getting very annoyed at the fairy.
"Lets just go back to the tree" Origo barked.
His bark seemed to echo around the silence. But Ivy did not want to. They had been walking for many hours and many days. They could not just turn back.
"No, I just need to choose" Ivy told him.
Origo suddenly shook all over, sending cold water droplets all over the surrounding area. Ivy fluttered away, being splashed with ice cold droplets.
Ivy shook her head. She did not like the fact that she did not know the way to Rivendell.
"If only I could remember the way" Ivy told herself, thinking hard.
Origo gave a small yawn and looked around.
"I think we should go this way" he whined, looking down the right way.
But Ivy was the one that did not think he was right.
"But that might not get us to Radagast" Ivy told him.
Origo looked down the other way. Something was right about going that way. Something deep down was telling him to go that way.
"I know it does" Origo whined, starting off of the long journey.
But just as he did, Ivy stopped him.
"You know it does?" she asked hopefully.
Ivy was hopeful that she and the puppy would not have to travel all that way to Mirkwood.
"How?" she asked.
Origo gave her a strange look.
"I don't know. It just"
There was a short pause.
"Feels right" he answered.
There was another moment of pause before Origo set off again. Ivy took a deep breath and fluttered after him. For some reason, she trusted the puppy more then her own judgment.
The two travellers set upon their long journey, vanishing into the curtain of snow.