George and his dastardly crew said their farewells for the 2nd time. During the forthcoming nights every critter went on their way to their old homes.
In critter time it felt like years went by without a noteworthy event, but in Shire days it was just a few months before new trouble started to rear its ugly head. A hobbit named Sapiense was tired of the same-old stories about food, folly and tooks. On a cold night while looking at the stars in the east a song got stuck in his head. After awhile the song wouldn’t go away and he searched far and wide for where it came from.
It must have been a drinking song from a stupor wayward traveller from Bree or Ered Luin.
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