The travelers now walked among boulders over somewhat stony ground, and the wind had turned chill. Peony's mind went back to the Shire on a lovely warm day in June, early in the morning before the heat became oppressive, and a walk she had taken from home to the village...the soft humid air carried the scent of roses...
Oof! she tripped over a rock and went sprawling, and Frodo tripped over her (but he fell down a lot, she'd noticed) and landed alongside. Luckily, the worst injury they suffered were slightly scraped hands.
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"And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed on into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water."
-The Return of the King
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