Long Lost Leaves - Part III

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As the three adventurers sat musing over a fire and roast goose, Blossomshade walked unnoticed towards their original camp. She knew that with every step that Aerin, Magor and Aelfwine had taken that morning, she'd come that much closer to being reunited with her lost brethren. What would they be like? Blossomshade wondered. She knew from what Radagast had found in Dol Guldur and other places that their lives, if they continued to be, would have been nothing but sad and cruel after they'd been forced from their gardens so long ago.

She pondered this - what had they gone through? There was no way of her knowing without them telling her. She rather hoped she would never know, but she knew that wisdom would not remain in ignorance of what had so deeply affected those she loved.

Then, in the midst of her reverie, she saw a light ahead and knew she'd found the camp again. "Who will meet me?" she murmured. Despite her worries about convincing the others, she did not fear and walked directly into the firelight where several members of the company were gathered around the fire. The others were, no doubt, doing what they usually did. Scouting, hunting, brooding, hiding, eating.

"We must go!" she boomed.