"No no NO. I will follow you wherever but not into the lethal waters"
"Ally, 'tis not deep, see?" Amorey stepped in the water back and forth. "Sure it is not deep here, but how about there?" asked I pointing into the distance where I could see the shore glittering deceptively, looking very calm. "How do you know you are not standing next to an underwater cliff right now?"
"We can take a rope that we all hold on " proposed Tahi. "Rope will not help me breathe under water!" exclaimed I with my arms crossed tightly. "Fords and rivers -- it is not safe!"
"There is no other way to Rivendell and that's where we are going, here, take my hand. I can swim" spoke Tahi again and I grabbed his shoulders as he went through the water, half walking and half swimming. Amey, Bennidict and Tukko waiting for us on the other side, Tuk being quite wet after he had slipped on a stone and splashed! I believe he was alright, nothing can hurt him for even his head is of wood...
Well in the end I was standing with the others on the right side, clothes being entirely wet and shivering because in that night it was quite cool ... we kept ourselves warm by walking many miles until we came to the moors where we stayed for three days. Tahitoa hunted some coneys and I succeeded in cooking a simple stew of berries and herbs that was eatadible but scarcely delicious. The sceneries were lovely and all heather in bloom, the moors were beautiful but still after those three days we hobbits - used to eat six meals a day - were weary, famished and the mood was not high. Even Tukko seemed to wilt.
Yesterday we encamped here, near to The Gates of Rivendell. Our campfire is just couple little flames that do not warm much. I hope we will make it to Rivendell as quickly as possible. I am malnourished.
