HOW DID I NOT SEE THIS AND PUBLISH IT WEEKS AGO I'M SO SORRY. It's short, but it is something, and I wish that I was able to write more often. However, I do have some wonderful news! Remember all that stuff I had to write, the stuff i showed you in the hiatus note? It was for a summer program, and I GOT IN! I'M SO HAPPY! xEruphadrielx, you were right!It's a month of creative writing in southern California, and I cannot wait. I won't be able to write for you while I'm there, though, so I'll be sure to build up a big chunk to publish before I leave. Anyway, here's the little chapter!
"The ents cannot hold back this storm," Treebeard said. "We must weather such things as we have always done."
"How can that be your decision?!" Merry yelled, shaking off Pippin's hand on his arm.
"This is not our war," Treebeard growled.
"But you're part of this world!" Merry cried. "Aren't you?!" The ents shuffled among themselves, looking from one to another. "You must help," Merry said. "Please: You must do something."
Treebeard leaned down once more to Merry's level. "You are young and brave, Master Merry," the ent said kindly. "But your part in this tale is over. Go back to your home."
Merry said nothing. Pippin handed him his coat as he put on his own, then spoke cautiously. "Maybe Treebeard's right. We don't belong here, Merry: It's too big for us. What can we do in the end? We've got the Shire. Maybe should go home."
Merry sighed. "The fires of Isengard will spread, and the woods of Tuckborough and Buckland will burn, and…" he turned to face Pippin. "And all that was once green and good in this world will be gone. There won't be a Shire, Pippin." He turned away. Pippin let him go, trying hard not to visualize the world Merry had described.
I'm sorry for delaying all of you, and I will definitely post again soon. Like, next Monday at the latest. Now, I know I don't deserve any reviews/love from you guys, but it would make me so happy. Until next time, which I hope will be soon.