*finishes putting his few belongings in his room in Bag End. Looks around it, then makes his way outside. Sighs, then sticks his fingers in his mouth and whistles. He waits for the black pony to trot up to him from the road, reaching out to stroke the equine's face and scratch it's neck*

I want to go home, old boy. *rests his brow against the pony ( Read more... )

*pushes the rusted gate of Gamgee Hall open, stepping for the first time in a long time on the grounds he had made his own. Looks mournfully upon the overgrown plants that choke out what used to be gardens, and block windows. Looks back at Moraer with dispairing eyes before going to the front door. Pauses, then pushes it open. There's nothing left ( Read more... )

Erchi and I are taking advantage of being this close to the sea, and are going to go on a picnic on the beach. I've already packed lunch for us,and the children. I've also packed our sleeping rolls, and some supplies to make a tent with. :) We should be back after a day or two.

Hey, Elly, can I talk to you for a moment?

Well, since it's naked day... it's bath day for Erchi and myself.

Um. :) Might want to avoid the washroom.

Finally reached Undertowers. I feel better to be under a roof, with real food available, and real beds. Sudden paranoia over children vanishing has, itself, vanished. They're getting to know the place, and so on.

Well, don't know about you, but I'm sleeping. -grabs Erchi around the waist and pulls him into bed-

-makes his way back to the cave and enters in silence, packing what remains of their things into his pack and hefting it on his shoulders. His eyes don't see out Erchi's and seem obstinatly trained on the ground before him. He gives off the air of a servant who's master has scolded him, hidden in a sort of sullen glaze.Quietly, he ushers the ( Read more... )

-does the family laundry in a stream, humming to himself-

-moans in his sleep and shifts, curling up. Stays like that for awhile, then shifts again, pushing against Erchi with his feet before whimpering and tugging at his hair. Tosses, sighs, and ends up curled on his side with his back to his husband-

Moraer.

...Moraer.

.....MORAER, STOP!

-the pair reach the plain by midafternoon the next day-

-puts a hand up to shield his eyes from the sun- This the place?