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Ithilien

The flowers made Smeagol sneeze, they did, and the light hurt his eyes, though the Yellow Face was hidden for a long time behind the nearby mountains, and crept out well after the sky had turned blue. He did not like this land, in spite of crunchy birds and careless rabbits. The hobbitses weren't careful here; they forgot that touching left a scent on frond or leaf. Sam-hobbit made a foolish fire while Master was sleeping, and Smeagol had to go quite far to find a hollow tree for his bed. He dreamed Sam called him to share the food, but he covered his ears to keep from hearing the quiet friendly conversation of the two friends. He did not want to taste the mingled herbs and meat. It reminded him of long-ago picnics beside the river, of makeshift meals, and a shared spoon and other things now best forgotten.




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