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Brenwise relieved the discomfort in his legs by subtly adjusting his position, he was eager not to give away his hiding place that he had been occupying for the past four hours. Brenwise was used to these long periods of inactivity, he had on many occasions sat up all night amongst the boughs of a tree or up to his neck in a ditch just waiting for his quarry to arrive.

- Tell us then about your adventure my friend - inquired Aearandir

I opened my eyes to see the bright sun, blaring down on me. I sat up and looked around. A sigh of relief hit me when I saw the green meadows of the Shire. I looked over at Rhemo, who was smiling and twitching in his sleep. Eccaia was staring out at the sky a ways away. So I got up and walked away, doing the same. The dream really affected me.

As I sat on a dry stone wall overlooking the Greenfields I took stock of the situation. My quarry had already departed and I was at best a half day behind him. He had been heading north that much was clear.