Full Circle
Shadows twisted and curled through the trees, unnatural darkness licking at the clear waters of the Anduin as the great river rushed past under the stars. No moon shone overhead, and no living thing made a sound in the woods.
But someone WAS waiting there, something which smiled as booted footsteps rustled dead leaves down the ridge which led down to the shore. "Welcome back to Amon Hen, Boromir."
But someone WAS waiting there, something which smiled as booted footsteps rustled dead leaves down the ridge which led down to the shore. "Welcome back to Amon Hen, Boromir."