If given the choice, I would trade Gollum for birds. In fact, what WOULDN’T I trade Gollum for?
Instead of Gollum trailing them, the Fellowship sees birds flying above. It is unknown whether they are spy-birds or not. Some larger bird flies among them, which looks to be an eagle.
More nights of travel pass, until Aragorn fears that they are coming to the rapids of Sarn Gebir. Sam serves as a lookout, and sees rocks ahead, with water swirling around them. The boats are swept aside, bumping together.
Fellowship of the LATE: 110 pages
Tomorrow is eleventy-one!
All things considered, the eagle is probably a good sign, although everyone seems skeptical. Eagles are good, remember. They’re friends of Radagast, and thus friendly to Gandalf. They like the Fellowship, whether our heroes know it or not.
And NO, they can’t just fly into Mordor and drop the ring into Mount Doom. It doesn’t work that way, haters.
Today’s Gollum Meter: 30 – “Haha! You can’t follow them anymore! Can’t touch this! *Hammer slide*”
But we’re coming to the rapids! Look out! Do a barrel roll!
Perhaps traveling by barrel would actually be safer. Bilbo and the dwarves did it. Worked out great. Weee!
Words My Computer Didn’t Like:
I assume “wind-writhen” to be akin to “windblown/swept”. You know, “wuthered”. As in “heights”.
BRONTË REFERENCE. BOOM.
“‘Hoy there, Aragorn!’ shouted Boromir, as his boat bumped into…”