Part 112 – Cleansing the Village The day was bright and the clouds were drifting along the sky. The sun had risen like it had many times before, bright and
Part 111 – A Daring Plan The hour was late, past midnight it was. The streets of the village of Bree were empty, save a few watchmen who roamed the
Part 110 – Tidings of Bree The atmosphere in the dining hall was noisy; thick with smoke of the patron’s pipes. The smoke lingered at the ceiling of the dining
Part 109 – The Path to Combe. The morning was cool in the valley beside Weathertop. Over the night, the fire had gone out as the wood had been exhausted
Part 108 – The Dream Before the Awakening “Where were you?” Theomin asked loudly to the man who had helped him before. “You needed to do it yourself,” the man said.
