The Feverlands certainly looked like a place where the Prince would be, dank and wet and muddy as it was (Sam wondered if they'd even be able to notice his slime, what with all the other squirmy substances around), yet they still had had no luck in their search. So far, they had had no response to their calls, not even Edy's very enthusiastic ones, and he hadn't seen anything that looked like a suitable shelter for the sensitive creature.
It was beginning to get lighter, dawn definitely breaking above the thick treeline; they'd have to resume their search in the morning. They found a stone overhang, covered in moss and branches that formed almost an entranceway at the front: at first Sam had hoped they might find the Prince inside, but no luck: just the remnants of someone's old fire and some vague scratchings on the wall that meant something once.
At least it was somewhere to stay away from the sun. While he'd probably be alright, especially with the protection of the trees above, he was less sure about Edy. Besides, he was happy to have a moment to collect his thoughts. That, and...as disappointing as their search had been, Sam found himself almost giddly happy to be spending time with Edy. She made him laugh and though she teased, it never made him feel small - just like he was in on the joke. As much as he knew she'd probably point it out, he couldn't help sometimes just looking over at her in the little shelter with a wide, warm smile in moments of quiet.
It was beginning to get lighter, dawn definitely breaking above the thick treeline; they'd have to resume their search in the morning. They found a stone overhang, covered in moss and branches that formed almost an entranceway at the front: at first Sam had hoped they might find the Prince inside, but no luck: just the remnants of someone's old fire and some vague scratchings on the wall that meant something once.
At least it was somewhere to stay away from the sun. While he'd probably be alright, especially with the protection of the trees above, he was less sure about Edy. Besides, he was happy to have a moment to collect his thoughts. That, and...as disappointing as their search had been, Sam found himself almost giddly happy to be spending time with Edy. She made him laugh and though she teased, it never made him feel small - just like he was in on the joke. As much as he knew she'd probably point it out, he couldn't help sometimes just looking over at her in the little shelter with a wide, warm smile in moments of quiet.
SAMUEL
I somehow still lost
I somehow always do
I somehow always do
