AN: AHH! No one reviewed to tell me I'd waited too long to update! Thank You to Sivaroobini Lupin-Black for the one review of the last post. This is the last chapter!

Victuals.

I sing over the bread.

Rest to the weary. Strength to the faltering. Clarity to the confused. All this and more I knead into the dough, as I have done every day for millennia.

Yesterday I made a double batch, singing healing, courage, and hope into the wafers before wrapping them in the mallorn leaves with whispers of protection and peace. They will keep as long as they must and will still be just as sweet as when I pulled them from the coals.

And the Dwarf thought it was cram.

AN: OK, Talk to me!