The Morning After I woke up and, for the first time in a long while, there was no sense of danger. Nothing watching. Nothing chasing. Nothing waiting for me to fail. Just warmth. Stillness. That deep, unfamiliar feeling of being properly looked after. Rivendell has a way of doing that. It doesn’t demand anything from you. It simply lets you rest until you remember who you are again. When I stepped outside, the others are there. Merry/Pippin, being exactly like they are, laugh