A long road this is I thought to myself. With the sun beating down and being stuck in a cart crash the road was not moving. I was supposed to meet Frodo at second breakfast. But now it was almost time for tea. And with the pace I was doing I could've walked there faster. But these thoughts were took from my brain as I steered clear of the crash into the forest....


After awhile of guessed turns and glanses at a map I got of my horse and made a picnic. But it wasn't ten minutes when I was knocked on he head and shoved in a cart. Then it all went black.