They never did make it back from their destination. Not for lack of trying. Not for lack of plans. Not even for lack of courage or stamina or all the things that make a journey circular. There and back again. Like Bilbo Baggins looking for an adventure and finding more than he had bargained for (or perhaps precisely what he needed); they, too, found more along the way than they had intended.
The path slowed everything. Time turned to stone.
And when it was over, said and done, it was a time and there was never enough of it.
They took too long.
So much that life passed by before it could lead them back to where they had come from.
Perhaps where they ended was precisely where they needed to go.
Only that unlike Bilbo, they did not return to their Bag End.
(Prompt: from “A Time” by Allison Adelle Hedge Coke)
For the dVerse Prosery Challenge: A Time