Through the Bindbole Wood
from flies the coop by Hole Dweller
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lyrics
After days of hiking, Jamwine soon began to realize this forest was much unlike the Woody End near Frogmorton. And suddenly all at once, his spirit dissolved. Small weaving streams and bristly growth made the forest difficult to traverse.
He slumped down against the side of a wall, knocking a stone loose, which tumbled down onto our hero’s foot. “Oh that does it” Jamwine cried out, rising to his feet as if to give the rocky slope a scolding. However, he stopped short as he noticed something peeking out from within the hole in which the stone rolled out from. A small piece of parchment rolled up and stuffed inside, as if done hastily.
Jamwine’s chubby fingers made it somewhat difficult to remove the note from its crevice and he eventually managed to extract it. Unrolling the note, he read to himself the first words scratched onto the page;
“Stinging nettles,
Stinking fog.”
Abruptly, he was interrupted by a low gurgling snarl. Jamwine turned his head slowly, his body frozen in place. From within a dark hole in the rockface, two glistening eyes, and below them a steamy breath.
“Bear!” Jamwine shouted, and without hesitation darted through the brush. Hopping over thorns and dodging tree limbs, he could hear the creature behind him keeping pace. Jamwine continued racing blindly through the thick forest so fast that he did not notice the sound of rushing water. Bursting through the edge of the woods, Jamwine tripped and rolled into a rushing river - the bear giving up the chase (we won't tell Jamwine it was but a playful cub) .
Downstream he was tossed among the river rocks until finally the force of the stream began to cease, and the exhausted Hobbit drifted slowly to the riverbank. Jamwine collapsed into the sandy shore.
He slumped down against the side of a wall, knocking a stone loose, which tumbled down onto our hero’s foot. “Oh that does it” Jamwine cried out, rising to his feet as if to give the rocky slope a scolding. However, he stopped short as he noticed something peeking out from within the hole in which the stone rolled out from. A small piece of parchment rolled up and stuffed inside, as if done hastily.
Jamwine’s chubby fingers made it somewhat difficult to remove the note from its crevice and he eventually managed to extract it. Unrolling the note, he read to himself the first words scratched onto the page;
“Stinging nettles,
Stinking fog.”
Abruptly, he was interrupted by a low gurgling snarl. Jamwine turned his head slowly, his body frozen in place. From within a dark hole in the rockface, two glistening eyes, and below them a steamy breath.
“Bear!” Jamwine shouted, and without hesitation darted through the brush. Hopping over thorns and dodging tree limbs, he could hear the creature behind him keeping pace. Jamwine continued racing blindly through the thick forest so fast that he did not notice the sound of rushing water. Bursting through the edge of the woods, Jamwine tripped and rolled into a rushing river - the bear giving up the chase (we won't tell Jamwine it was but a playful cub) .
Downstream he was tossed among the river rocks until finally the force of the stream began to cease, and the exhausted Hobbit drifted slowly to the riverbank. Jamwine collapsed into the sandy shore.
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from flies the coop,
released October 25, 2019
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