And the final drabble of 2004 belongs to Thundera Tiger, who said she would like something, anything, concerning Mirkwood.
But blasted earth lies waiting still. And so Radagast stoops, breathes upon the earth; a kiss and whisper bless the stones. Then shade-like, he's gone. If ever the night could sigh...
But next morn, the stones lie cradled in new grass. The shadow has passed.