He was still coming terms with what had happened.
"You mean we just wonder the wilds until we find a cold valley or cave that can fit us all?" Thrain asked.
Thror knew what he was doing. He knew that he had to find a place for his people to live. But it would be a hard, long journey to where ever he wanted to go.
For, on the other side of Mirkwood was a chain of mountains. There, a dwarfish settlement that had been over run by orcs.
"But, how are we to cross Mirkwood?" Frerin asked, walking behind them.
Thror knew these lands better then any dwarf that lived before him. When he was younger and more agile, he would walk in Mirkwood.
He had, once or twice gone through the width of Mirkwood. That is how he knew that there were mountains on the other side.
"But, it will take weeks to cross Mirkwood!" Thrain told him.
"Then we best get started" Thror told them.
Dis gave a large sigh. She still had hope that her mother had escaped. But the events were starting to sink in. there was no hope of any more dwarves escaping.
Days of walking past before Mirkwood came into better view. Dis yawned as she walked on tired feet.
"I think we should stop for a while" Frerin said, looking at the youngest of dwarf present in the party.
Dis had never been so tired. Thror knew that they all needed strength if they were to venture into Mirkwood.
"Thorin, Frerin?" Thror asked.
Thorin nodded.
"Find some food, there should be plenty of wild beasts to capture" Thror told him.
Thorin and Frerin picked up their weapons. Dis was hugging her bearded father. Thrain gave a small nod to his boys and watched them walk away.
"We should have gone back" Frerin said as he walked along.
The two boys shared similar features, though Frerin's hair was a little lighter then his brothers.
"To what?" Thorin asked.
Before long, the two of the reached the edge of Mirkwood. A maze of branches, twigs, rotting logs, fungus and fallen trees stood before them.
Though it was just past midday, the sun never reached the forest floor. Thorin felt the warmth of the sun vanish as he entered Mirkwood's shadows.
There was no wind as the ventured deeper and deeper into the wood. Soon, only small patches of light could be seen dancing on the forest floor.
Hours continued to past.
Thorin and his brother had not seen any signs of life. But, just as the two of them were about to head back, something moved between the pillars of trees.
"I see something" said Thorin, stopping.
Frerin, who had a small wooden bow and arrows, quietly loaded it. The animal stopped. Frerin could only hear heart beat as he steadied himself.
A few seconds later, the arrow zoomed through the air. Thorin smiled as the animal fell where it stood.
"Got it" Frerin said.
It took the brothers a minute or two to reach the injured animal. Frerin smiled as he took the arrow out of the animal.
"This will not do everyone" Thorin said, looking at the deer.
Frerin had already placed the deer on his back.
"Well, we need to find some more then"
Darkness started to fall on Thror and the rest of the dwarves.
"They should have been back by now" Thrain said, scanning the boarder of Mirkwood.
Dis coughed as she sat. She was very hungry. The fifty or so dwarves had had nothing to eat.
"We should get a fire going" Thror said.
Thrain agreed and started to collect the driest wood he could find. Before long, a whole party of dwarves were helping gather wood. Thirty minutes past before the dwarves had amassed a large enough pile of wood to create a good enough fire.
Thror, who was skilled in fire making, having spent many a night out in the wilds, quickly got the fire started. The sunlight continued to fade until the shadows of Mirkwood met them.
Thorin and Frerin could hardly see where they were going. The two of them slowly made their way back. Thorin could hear strange noises around him.
But their journey was unhindered as they finally made it of the wood. In the distance, the two of them could see a circle of fire.
"Looks like the fire is ready for us"
Dis smiled as she saw two figures enter the circle of firelight. Dis stood up and watched her brothers as they placed three deer down.
"You took your time, young Thorin" Thror said.
But he was grateful that there was now food to eat. The dwarves shared the meat equally between them. But it was still not enough food to make the dwarves feel like they have had a good meal.
Dis took a deep breath as she ate the tender meat.
"Here" Thrain said, handing his daughter his portion of the cooked deer.
"But, you wont have anything to eat" she said.
Thrain smiled.
"Take it" he said.
Dis slowly reached out and took it. She felt guilty for taking it, but then felt happy that her hunger would be tamed that bit more.
Origo and Abira were playing, yet again, in Pimpernel's room. But, they soon stopped as Origo gave a little yawn.
"Sleepy" he whimpered, settling down.
Abira was tired as well. Both puppies had eaten lots of food and played until they were tired. Origo was the first to cuddle up on Pimpernel's soft, warm bed.
Abira wagged her tail as she snuggled up to her sleepy friend. Abira rested her head of Origo's back. Soon, both puppies were asleep.
Origo felt like he had just gotten off to sleep when he was woken by talking.
"Oh, that is adorable" said a voice.
Origo instantly opened his eyes. He looked up to see Pimpernel and his Diamond standing there.
"Ori, time to wake up sleepy head" Pimpernel said.
The puppy gave a small whimper as he was picked up.
"Your Diamond is going home now" Nelly said.
Abira gave a whimper too. She wondered why Origo was being cuddled and not her. Pimpernel smiled as she looked down at the other puppy. Soon, she had two warm, soft puppies in her arms.
Origo gave a small whimper and looked over at his Diamond.
"Yes, puppy, we're going back home now" she answered.
But Origo shook his head and whimpered again. Diamond knew that Origo was asking her something different. Diamond had to think quickly.
"You can have your turkey when you get home"
Pimpernel felt Ori struggle. She could not hold him anymore, so gently placed on her bed. Origo was getting frustrated. He wanted his Abira to come with him, but his Diamond couldn't understand him.
"Does Origo want to stay with his Abira?" Pimpernel asked.
Origo shook his head and gave another small whimper.
"Does Origo want Abira to go with him?"
Origo's head nodded and his tail wagged. Diamond smiled.
"Of course she can come with you, Ori, if that's alright with her Pimpernel"
Abira looked up at her Pimpernel. Pimpernel gave a small smile. A little part of her wanted her puppy to stay, but then, she knew Abira wouldn't be happy if she did not go.
"Oh, she can go" Pimpernel said, kissing her puppy on the head.
A few minutes later, the two puppies were ready to go. Origo had completely forgotten about the carpet of cold snow outside.
Pervinca, Pearl and Pimpernel stood by the door.
"Oh, well I'll have to go to Dolly and ask her for a book or two" Pimpernel said.
Diamond smiled as she handed Faramir over to Pervinca. She put her coat on and buttoned it up.
"I'll be around at dinner time to pick Abi up" Pimpernel told her.
Diamond smiled and nodded.
"I'm sure she'll be sleepy and cooperative by then" Diamond said.
Faramir was hugged by each of the girls and handed back to his mother.
"Ori, Abi, come on" Diamond said, walking out into the snow.
Origo gave a small whimper. He did not like snow one bit. But, a little nudge from his Abira told him it was alright. Ori watched as she walked into the carpet of snow and looked back.
Slowly, Ori walked out.
"See you later, Abira!" Pimpernel said, smiling at her puppy.
Abira gave a bark as the door closed. Origo whimpered as Abira bounded through the snow towards him. Origo whimpered. Even though he had a lovely coat all around him, he could feel the coldness all around him.
Suddenly, without warning, he was laying in the snow. Abira had pounced him, wanting to play. But play was the last thing on Origo's mind as he struggled.
Abira was pushed off and nipped for her troubles. She gave a little whimper as she stared at her Origo, who was now growling.
"Ori, play nice!" Diamond said, hearing and seeing what had happened.
Abira's little eyes took on a hint of fright and confusion. Origo shock himself and angrily walked past.
Abira gave a small whimper, hoping her Origo was alright.
But there was no answer.
"Ori?" she whimpered, bounding beside him.
Origo gave angry growl. Abi knew that she had done wrong. All she wanted to do was play, she did not know that her fellow puppy did not want to.
Diamond continued to walk, thinking that both puppies were following her. But, as she reached the gate, all she saw was Origo.
"Where is Abira?" she asked as Origo waited for her to open the gate.
Origo looked away, he did not want to talk about her. The gate was opened, Diamond still wondering where the other puppy had gone. In fact, Abira had gone back home. She whimpered as she pawed the door.
"Pimpernel?" she barked, trying to get the door open.
Inside, Pimpernel was sitting in her room. A little part of her wanted to go and check up on her puppy. For she felt lonely without her.
"She'll be fine, Pimpernel" she told herself.
Pervinca seemed to be the only one would hear Abira's barks.
"I thought…" she thought to herself.
A few seconds later, Pervinca rose from her seat in the lounge.
"Where are you going?" Pearl asked.
Vinnie put on a confused look.
"I think I hear Abira" she answered.
It was then that Pearl heard it too.
"Do you think it's her?" she asked.
Pimpernel heard the girls talking. She wondered what they were up to, but did not go to investigate. A few moments later, the large front door opened.
Abira's barks grew louder.
"Abira?" asked Pervinca, looking at the scared puppy.
Pimpernel slid off her bed and walked towards the door. As she opened it, a small black object rushed in. Abira's fluffy head impacted on her Pimpernel's big leg.
Nelly saw her puppy fall over and whimper.
"Abira, what's the matter?" she asked.
Abira did not seem happy.
"I thought you were going with Origo and Diamond" Pimpernel said.
But it was obvious that something had happened between the two pups.
"Come on, lets get you warmed up, ah?" she asked.
Abira gave an agreeing whimper and was carried to the bathroom. The bathroom was warm, it too had a heath. Flames were flickering, sending smoke up its chimney and warmth into the room.
A small cupboard stood by the door. It was full of the softest, warmest towels. Some had a hint pink sown into them while the rest were as white as the snow outside.
Pimpernel picked out a fluffy towel and wrapped her puppy in it.
"Better?" she asked.
Abira gave a small whimper, letting her Pimpernel know it was. Pimpernel then made her way into the kitchen. She smiled as Pervinca looked around.
"Would you like some tea?" Vinnie asked.
Pimpernel smiled.
"Yes please" she answered, taking her seat.
Ten minutes past before the mug of tea was placed before her.
"Thank you" Nelly said.
Abira lay on her lap as Pimpernel put a few spoonfuls of honey in the tea stained water. A small bit of milk was placed in and stirred in.
Thorin fell into uneasy sleep. A few times, he would wake without reason. His sister, Dis, had eventually fell to sleep.
Only Frerin remained awake. He had been put on night watch. But his concentration was waning as he stood there. A few times, he fell forwards, only to catch himself again.
"Frerin?" asked a voice from behind him.
Frerin looked around. Thorin smiled as he slipped out of the circle of light.
"Go and get some sleep, I'll keep a look out until morning"
Frerin gave a tired smile and walked towards the fire. Though it was the end of summer and the day had been hot, the night was cold.
Frerin took a deep breath as he sat down on the ground. His large boots, which had had been wearing all day, were taken off.
Frerin took a deep breath as the smell from within the boot met him. He wafted the smell away and placed them to the side. Sat up and took his axe off. The fire, its heat warming his tired legs, gave off small pops and crackles.
Thorin looked around. Every now and again, he could see eyes glint in the faint light of the fire. These were nothing but curious foxes that came to investigate.
The night wore on for Thorin as he sat on a small boulder of hard rock. The stars above him twinkled. To the East lay a river, shimmering in the moonlight.
To the north, the powdered top of the lonely mountain could be seen. This would be the last time that Thorin would lay eyes this wonderful sight.
The sun slowly rose in the East, making the inky blackness turn into the usual blueness. As the sun made the sky turn orange as it continued to rise. A strange mist lay over the land, one that Thorin could not see when there was no sunlight to light it up.
Dis slowly rose. The bird song, which had started at the crack of dawn, had woken her. Hunger was getting to her again, the meal last night seemed not have happened.
"Thorin?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.
Dis, like Frerin, had a hint of blonde entwined within her stubble. Though Dis was female, she could grow a beard as long as her brothers.
"Good morning" Thorin said, walking up to her.
Dis yawned and looked around.
"It's so pretty here" she said, looking around.
Thorin smiled. Soon, everyone was up. Thror seemed to be the most tired. In fact, he had not had a wink of sleep all night.
How could he when his people were suffering?
How could he when his people were dead or dying?
"We need more meat" Thrain said.
The fire was still burning.
"And wood" said Frerin.
So, the dwarves got to work. Like the night before, Thorin and Frerin ventured into the forest. It seemed easier to pick out the random deer that crossed their path.
Dis smiled as she saw her brothers return. The two brothers carried their kills on their back and placed them on the ground.
Thorin did not say a word as he walked away again.
"Where is he going?" asked Thror.
"We have two more back in the forest, just a few minutes walk from here" Frerin told him.
Thorin took ten more minutes to return with the last two dead deer. The fifty or so dwarves praised them for their plunder.
But, it was another hour before the meat was ready.
Dis had a much better meal then she did the night before.
"Lake-town is just a few hours walk away" Thorin said.
"I believe it is best if we start our journey now. The quicker we reach its western boarders, the better" Thrain said.
Yes, to leave now would be better, but to leave with no food or water would be considered suicide.
"But, we can not go through Mirkwood on hunting alone. We need to rest and gather supplies" Thorin answered.
This idea seemed to go down well with the group, for rest and food would be better then trampling through an old forest for a few weeks.
"We have to go to Lake-town, papa" said Dis.
Thrain only wanted to do what was best for his family. But, sometimes, that meant going where he did not want to.
As head dwarf and, just a few hours ago, king under the mountain, it was his job to lead them down what he felt was the safest path.
"Does everyone agree that we should take the path towards Lake-town?" Thror asked, finally speaking out.
There was murmur that told Thrain that everyone needed and wanted to go. Both Thorin and Thrain looked at each other.
"That settles it then, we will head for Lake-town" Thror told them.
Soon, all of the dwarves were ready to walk.
"It is a days journey to Lake-town, we should gather more food" Thrain said.
This was a good idea. So, the fifty or so dwarves started to head East. Dis smiled as she felt much better then the night before. She smiled as she took her father's hand.
"Papa, I thought we were going to Mirkwood" Dis said.
Thrain smiled as the group snaked its way towards the glittering river.
"Well, we have to go to lake-town first, to see if they have any food for us"
After three hours of constant walking, they reached the bank of the river.
"We should take a rest before we movie on" Thrain said.
Thror agreed and told his people to take a rest and a drink. Thorin was standing at the river. His feet were being lapped by the gentle waves.
Dis, his younger sister, same and stood beside them. She looked down and smiled. The water here was clean and cool. Thorin watched as he sister scoop up the cool water in her cupped hands.
She smiled as she did this a few times. Thorin then looked down at river. He cupped his hands and gathered a small bit of water. He sipped it.
Thorin gave a tired smile as he felt his felt the water trickle down his throat. A few mouthfuls later and Thorin was refreshed.
"We should start moving now, we can not waste any more time" said Thrain.
Thror agreed and the whole party moved off. Each and every one of them could not wait to get to Lake-town. As they walked, they were handed mere scraps of meat, not even enough to satisfy a dog.
For hour after hour they walked. The bank of the river grew steeper.
"Look!" said one of the young dwarves.
He had gone on ahead to see if there was any danger. Thror and Thrain, who were at the back, continued walking.
"What is it?" Thror asked.
"What do you see?"
It was lake-town. Lake-town lay just a mere three miles from where they were.
"It's Lake-town!" said another.
There was an excited murmur as the group stood there.
"Less then four hours walk away" Thrain said, smiling.
Dis wished that she was there already. Four hours was still a long way on just scraps. The river beside them grew in width. Their progress slowed as the terrain steepened and the light failed.
Soon, they were just a few hundred meters from Lake-town.
"Careful now" Thrain said as he helped the dwarves past a treacherous bit of the path.
In lake-town, word had reached them of Smaug. Survivors from Dale had been coming in for a good few hours. But there were not many. They arrived in small groups ranging from two to ten. Their wounds were treated and they were given fresh clothes, food and water.
"And how did you escape?" asked a large man.
This large man was the Master of lake-town. He was rich, having chains of the purest gold around his neck. Servants stood in the darkness.
"I… I…" said a young boy.
The young boy had lost everything in the fire. Flashes of the events crossed his eyes.
"Can you not see that he is young?" asked one of his councillors.
His voice echoed around the great hall. The Master agreed and sent the boy on his way. Candles flickered as the master started to feast and drink.
But his feast was interrupted yet again.
"My lord, there is a party of dwarves heading this way"
Thorin took a deep breath as the party of homeless dwarves reached a well-trodden road.
"This way!" said Thror, leading them.
As they reached the gate, it opened.
"What is your business?" asked a man, welding a sword.
Dis hid behind her father. Thror was the one to speak.
"We are dwarves of the Lonely Mountain and we seek council. Our mountain has been over run by the Smaug and we are now looking for previsions and shelter"
Elanor smiled as she packed her horsey in her bag. Her bed was going to remain empty tonight. For she was going to sleep around Gloria's for the night.
Elanor smiled as she did her best to fold up her nightgown. A minute or two later, after her little bag had been closed, she walked out.
Samwise had agreed, due to the darkness, to take her around himself.
"Daddy?" Elanor asked, looking into the lounge.
Her father was sitting on the warn sofa with Merry and Rose. Both of them looked equally sleepy as they sat there, cuddled up.
Samwise, who telling them each one of his many stories about his adventures with Frodo, Merry and Pippin, looked up.
"I'm ready now" she said.
Samwise gave a small smile.
"Just a minute" he said.
Elanor smiled and walked away. She walked all the way down to the front door. Elanor placed her pack down at her feet and took her coat off of the hook.
As she did the last button up, she heard a door click shut. Samwise then came into view a few seconds later.
"Ready?" he asked.
Elanor smiled, nodded and picked up her pack. She waited until her father had put his coat on as well.
"Go on then" Samwise said, letting his daughter open the door.
A cold wave of air tickled Elanor's nose as she walked out. A few moments later, Samwise came down the path as well. Elanor smiled as she held out her hand.
Elanor could see, in the fields, that the snow was untouched. But, it was getting to dark to go out and play.
"This one, daddy" Elanor said, pulling him towards a house.
Samwise smiled and let go of his daughters hand. Elanor opened the gate and walked to the round door. She knocked and waited.
A minute or two past before the door opened.
"Oh, hello Elanor" said an old man.
Samwise smiled as he stood near by.
"Good evening Mr. Gamgee" Gloria's father said, nodding.
Samwise gave a smile and a nod back.
"Would you like to come in and have some tea, Mr. Gamgee?" the old man asked.
Elanor and Gloria had already greeted each other. Elanor's coat had already been put on its peg.
"Oh, I couldn't, I have a family to entertain" Samwise said.
Elanor smiled as she hugged and kissed her father.
"See you tomorrow, daddy" Elanor said as her father walked away.
Elanor and Gloria talking about adventures as they sat in Gloria's room. Elanor had yet to eat dinner. Luckily, Gloria's mother was preparing a large meal.
Elanor liked coming to Gloria's home. For it was quieter and she got more to eat then when she was at home. The smell of chicken made the two girls even more hungry as they sat there.
"Oh no!" Elanor said, galloping her horsey around the bed.
Gloria was sitting on the floor. She was playing with her horse as well. Just then, a knock came at the door. Elanor and Gloria instantly stopped playing.
"Come on, dinner is ready" said the old man.
The two girls instantly left what they were doing and walked out of the room. Elanor smiled as she smelt the cooked chicken hit her nose.
Usually, only three places would have been set. But a fourth had been set out for Elanor. Gloria took her normal place. Elanor took the place opposite to her.
"I hope you two are hungry" said Gloria's mother.
Elanor smiled as Gloria's mother placed a large pile of sliced chicken on her plate.
"Thank you" said Elanor politely.
Gloria smiled as she lifted a heavy bowl, full of roasted potatoes. On the other side of the table, Elanor was shovelling parsnips onto hers.
Soon, with some help, Elanor had filled her plate up. Normally, other hobbit would not like food that wasn't made by their parents, but today was different.
"This is nice" Elanor said, smiling.
Gloria smiled as she poured even more gravy onto her meal.
"Why, thank you, Elanor" said the older woman.
The night was dark, the sky, starry. An owl perched upon a large branch. Silence surrounded it, save for distant hooting of other owls and the screeches of foxes.
A third sound then echoed around the bird as it sat. It was much louder then the others. It grew louder and louder.
"You numpty!" said a voice, unlike anything the owl had heard.
Through the maze of trees could be seen three enormous figures. Each had a large sack over his shoulder.
"Were not my fault you fool!" said another, his voice echoed around.
The owl needed to see what was happening, for he had never heard such a racket in all his long years. A large thump echoed around the forest as the owl took to a second perch.
"Stop your jabbering and get moving!" said a third.
"The sun'll come up in an hour!"
The owl watched as the three humungous beings walked away. It did not take long for Bert, William and Tom to reach their cave.
Tom, being the last troll into the cave, rolled the large stone door into place. Tom gave a small chuckle as he sat down on the floor. A fire came to life in the middle of the cave.
The cave was massive, so big that the three trolls could fit inside without any confrontation. Each of the trolls had bag of plunder. But gold and valuables were not the only thing they had.
William tipped out the bag. A few larger objects fell out onto the floor.
These were humans that he had taken.
"William!" Tom said, looking over at the whimpering humans.
"I told you not to get humans tonight, we've got more then enough here"
But William was not listening as he picked up an old, plump looking man. Bill, as he was known, did not even give eating him a second thought as the sound of crunching bones echoed around the cave.
Bert, who had found a second cave full of gold, held up a small sword. The scabbard was discarded. The sword, now known as Orcrist, glinted in flickering firelight.
"Bleh!" he said, throwing it aside.
"Nothing but useless daggers!"
The sound of an enormous caldron echoed around the cave.
"Bert!" Tom shouted, jumping.
Bert stopped. A puzzled look came over him.
"What you blabbing about now?" he asked.
"Lift the caldron or I'll give you one next time"
Trolls had a tendency to argue over petty things. Tom, Bert and William were no exception. And arguing over petty things was their downfall.
An hour past before the water in the caldron was hot enough.
"Right" said Bert, looking at the humans.
The trolls had, somehow, created a cage for them. The humans that were trapped in there seemed to know what was coming next. The wooden cage had no ceiling to it, making it easier for the trolls to pick out who they wanted.
A large, grey hand grabbed three or four of the beings. A young girl, tender and just right for cooking, was picked out first.
She struggled, but could not get free of his grasp. Without a second thought, the girl was dropped in the water.
The water was far to hot. The girl struggled to get free, but she could not. Bert placed four more beings into the water. Their screams were dulled out by a large lid, placed over the pot by Bert.
The flames flickered underneath the pot, making it hotter and hotter. It did not take long for the screams to dull down and, finally, die out.
Unknown to the trolls, especially Bert, one of their meals had picked up Orcrist. The man, in his early twenties, placed his finger over his lips.
The rest knew that what he was about to do was suicide. Just then, William, who had just eaten his last human for the night, saw a glint out of the corner of his eye.
"Oi!" he said, pointing at the cage.
"That being there has a weapon!" he said, his voice grew louder.
Bert and Tom looked over to see one of their meals brandishing a sword. The next second, Bert stood up. But he could not stand to his full height. His large grey legs impacted on the ground.
"Give me that!" he yelled, reached down.
The next second, William felt a sharp pain from his finger. This did not please him at all. A large growl rumbled around the cave.
The next second, the man was lifted out of the cage. More and more pain erupted from his hand. But it soon stopped as the troll started to squeeze.
The man struggled to get his breath, but he could not. A minute later and the man was dead.
"That's what you get for being such a numpty, Bill" said Bert as lifted the lid of the large caldron.
The people inside were lifelessly floating. William gave a small chuckle as the broken body of the man lay on the floor.
"Waste of a meal, why didn't you just eat him?" Tom asked.
But William was too busy with trying to find Orcrist.
"Useless piece of junk"
Soon, Bert had sieved out the beings.
"Hmmm" he said, placing two boiled beings in front of Tom.
"Thank you, Bert" Tom said.
In Hobbiton, Elanor and Gloria were getting ready for bed. Elanor had got changed into her nightgown. Gloria and Elanor played for a while before starting to feel sleepy.
"I know, lets stay up all night" Gloria said, smiling.
Elanor thought this was a good idea.
"But, wouldn't your parents know?" she asked.
Gloria shook her head.
"Their room is down the hall way, I've stayed up 'til eleven o'clock once!" Gloria told Elanor.
Eleven o'clock seemed very late for the girls. Their normal bedtime was nine o'clock at night. But, tonight, they would try to stay up later.
As the girls played, a knock came at the door. Elanor stopped playing as she sat on the floor.
"Time for bed girls" said Gloria's mother.
Gloria smiled and placed her horsey on her bedside table. Tonight, Elanor would have to share room. Another bed had been moved into the room. It was a tight fit to get the second bed into Gloria's room, but they managed to do so.
The candles were blown out, but the fire was left burning. A few minutes after the door closed, Elanor rose from her bed again.
"Gloria?" Elanor whispered.
Gloria gave a small groan. The idea of staying up seemed to lose its appeal.
"Elanor, I'm too sleepy" whimper Gloria.
Elanor took a deep breath.
"But you said you'd stay up past bed time" Elanor said, standing there.
Gloria took a deep breath. She looked over at her friend, who seemed less tired then she was. She did not want to let Elanor down, but then, she wanted to sleep.
"I suppose I could stay awake for a little bit longer"
So, the two girls started to play again.
"Shush, we must try and get past the sleeping orc" Elanor whispered.
Gloria had a small wooden chair in the corner of her room. The two beds made a perfect alleyway that the two girls had to walk down.
In Elanor's mind, the two walls of the small passageway led to a small prison. On the other side of one of the heavy, rusted, metallic doors was her horse.
The two girls silently tiptoed past the empty chair. They were now in the last stretch to rescue their little toy horses.