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rabidsamfan) wrote2005-05-26 12:25 am
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Toughening up
Some folks slept better when it rained, Sam knew, lulled to sleep by the patter and plashing of the droplets against the windowpanes or the drum of a downpour against a canvas tent. But he'd never got the knack of it till exhaustion and the effort of trying to keep up with Strider and Gandalf during the night marches sent him to his blankets too tired to listen to the storms in the morning. Not even the rivulets trickling down his neck were enough to keep him waking.
Still, by Hollin he was glad for a chance to sleep dry.
Still, by Hollin he was glad for a chance to sleep dry.
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Reminds me of the last scout camp when the kids had to flee the tents because of the heavy rain, and I got my Eldest back exhausted, overtired and absolutely mud-caked.
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"glad for a chance to sleep dry." I'll bet, LOL!
This is delightful, RSF.
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*^bundles Sam up in cosy blankets*
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This is lovely writing - again . . .
Sam is awake and doubting and wonderfully prosaic all at once.
Thanks for it :D
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