Alone With the Trees
*strides away from Sméagol in the direction he indicated Buckland would be in, rubbing her arms to fend off the cold*
Maybe he was lying...I could be headed in the wrong direction. *stops as a tree groans, seeming to move in the twilight* ........*looks over her shoulder to where she left Sméagol, unable to tell which way she came from. Darkness is coming quickly. A soft rustling sound is followed by a ghostly shape floating overhead* ......Sméagol? Where are you?
*sits down and leans against a rock, resting her hand on her belly* I don't know where I am...I wish Drogo were here...
*the woods seem to close in as the night falls, as if the trees were leaning closer, whispering*
It will be just my luck that the trees and whatever else lives in this forest will decide to attack me all at once...
*shivers and groans as small, sharp pains start in her abdomen and spread to her back* Wonderful...
Maybe he was lying...I could be headed in the wrong direction. *stops as a tree groans, seeming to move in the twilight* ........*looks over her shoulder to where she left Sméagol, unable to tell which way she came from. Darkness is coming quickly. A soft rustling sound is followed by a ghostly shape floating overhead* ......Sméagol? Where are you?
*sits down and leans against a rock, resting her hand on her belly* I don't know where I am...I wish Drogo were here...
*the woods seem to close in as the night falls, as if the trees were leaning closer, whispering*
It will be just my luck that the trees and whatever else lives in this forest will decide to attack me all at once...
*shivers and groans as small, sharp pains start in her abdomen and spread to her back* Wonderful...