Fantasy-Fellowship

I had completed my evening toilet and was about to return to my shelter when I realised I'd lost my ring into the stream. After a few moments of disquiet I managed to compose myself, despite unaccustomed feelings of sudden nakedness. The fact that I actually was naked was secondary – I'd lost my treasured ring! Ten minutes of splashing around in the gathering dusk made me appreciate that I'd have to wait until it was at least light enough to see what I was doing. The ring was heavy and the stream, though some three feet deep in the middle, wasn't flowing with sufficient force to move such a weighty item out of the slight depression in w