pheriannath:
Slowly he nods, tilting his head to the side to check the map again, just to see exactly where they should be going. With his finger he pointed at a road drawn upon the map, though for a moment he hesitated before he said anything in response to his friend.
“I think this is where we are… I mean, we are close to a fence, are we not?”
‘ --- well , there is that row of rocks by the ol’ farmhouse . but , pip ---- does that count as a fence ? or is it more of a ---- garden wall ? does it even make a difference ? ‘ the hobbit rocks back upon his heel as his gaze scouts the area , and with a firm nod he makes up his mind . ‘ alright ---- lets go to the ol’ farmhouse , and then we’ll see where we go from there , yea ? ‘












