The earthy clad man was watching the road during the earliest morning hours while Tuilin had sunk into a troubled sleep on the bare ground within the ruin. He shook his head as he remembered how altered her face had been, how he deemed their people’s fate must have claimed an innocent unexpectant heart once more. The food he had layed out beside her was untouched. The higher the sun rose the more commotion could be noted in the farther distance of a village, Halfling farmers setting out to do their wintry work, the road sounding with many busy steps heading this way and that.
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The Green Company Shire Evendim
