![]() You could feel the grass underneath or fingers, and smell the earth all around you. ![]() In fact, your so-called dream seemed to be reality. You felt dizzy for a few moments before you groggily realised that you weren’t in bed. You shot up, ready to yell at whoever was waking you up. That is until you were getting hit with a stick. The air was fresh and had the distinct aroma of cut grass. You were dreaming of soft sunlight warming you up, and a green tree offering you shade from the harsher beams. Gandalf chuckled gleefully before using his staff to poke the body, “Wake up! Do you plan on sleeping all day?” Frodo cocked his head, keenly aware that he had passed by this particular tree only an hour or so before, “They weren’t there before!” The old wizard was still marching through the greenery and nearing the origin of the strange noise.įrodo followed Gandalf to come across… a human? They were sprawled out under the trees and asleep. Gandalf harrumphed but made no other sound if acknowledgement. Did you know that you have officially been named as a disturber of the peace?" "Gandalf, you've only been here a few hours and you're already causing trouble. Then again, Gandalf wasn’t exactly known for his sense. Gandalf beckoned for Frodo to follow him, “I am not entirely certain, but I do believe that it is a friend.”įrodo frowned, but if Gandalf was unconcerned then it would stand to reason that Frodo need not be concerned either. “Gandalf… what’s going on? What was that?”. Frodo was nervous and was about to suggest they leave, when Gandalf’s face broke into a peculiar grin. Frodo looked up at Gandalf to gauge what the old wizard was thinking, but Gandalf’s eyes were fixed on something behind him. Gandalf got out of his cart and quickly made his way to where Frodo was standing stock still. Then, as quickly as the wind had come, it left and the Shire felt normal once again. Frodo jumped at a sharp crack behind him and Gandalf narrowed his eyes. For a few moments, the sky turned dark and the air felt chilly. “What in the world?” muttered Frodo as he righted himself. Frodo opened his mouth to tell Gandalf about how much he had missed him, when a strong breeze almost toppled him over. Excited to see his friend again, Frodo burst into peels of laughter was joined fondly by the old wizard. The two stared in silence, neither of then backing down until suddenly Frodo couldn't hold it in anymore. Gandalf looked up at Frodo sharply, “A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins, nor is he early. After all, there was much to catch up on. I think it is time for you to know what really happened… ”īilbo got to work. And while I can honestly say I have told you the truth, I may not have told you all of it. “My dear Frodo, you asked me once if I had told you everything there was to know about my adventures. Bilbo picked up his quill, dabbed it gently in the inkwell and began: He played with a few words in his mind, before settling on his honest thoughts. His quill and inkwell were off to the side as he contemplated how he would begin his story. All of his adventures had finally worn him down, and he knew that it was time for the next generation to take place.Īn empty book sat in front of him, ready to be marked. His movements were slow and languid, his old age showing. Part 1 of An Unexpected Journey Next Work →ģ36 Hours: A Comprehensive and Preeminent Reader-Insert Collection Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 96,467 Chapters: 15/15 Comments: 250 Kudos: 895 Bookmarks: 126 Hits: 24,395īilbo sat in his study, pouring over his old maps and notes. friendships between members of fellowship.J.R.R Tolkien is rolling in his grave lmao.The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types.
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