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Jul. 2nd, 2004 10:14 pmRacing Darkness: Merry
Strider he says keep going, Glorfindel he says we must hurry and Frodo doesn't say anything, except with his eyes, and they're enough to make me want to try to run without Elves' or Rangers' words. But it's hard to run when you're tired enough to trip on a blade of grass, and your legs ache like you've had a fever for a month.
Walking's fine, if you've long legs to walk with, but I'd never planned to walk to Rivendell. I miss the ponies we meant to ride. Father will miss them too when we come home without them.
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Strider he says keep going, Glorfindel he says we must hurry and Frodo doesn't say anything, except with his eyes, and they're enough to make me want to try to run without Elves' or Rangers' words. But it's hard to run when you're tired enough to trip on a blade of grass, and your legs ache like you've had a fever for a month.
Walking's fine, if you've long legs to walk with, but I'd never planned to walk to Rivendell. I miss the ponies we meant to ride. Father will miss them too when we come home without them.
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