The Lady of Bree (in Fanfiction)
…back into the basin. “I can say though that she is rather fair under all this grime.” “Rather fair indeed.” Frodo said as he stood from the chair. The soft…
…back into the basin. “I can say though that she is rather fair under all this grime.” “Rather fair indeed.” Frodo said as he stood from the chair. The soft…
…covered in blood and other fluids, tiny balled fists waving needlessly in the bitter air. The bitter air. He abruptly remembered that this was no Elf he held in his…
…ever seen. He eyed it thoughtfully and then over at Kivi’s mug, out which was emanating a deep and smoky scent into the still-crisp morning air. “Mornin’,” Kivi answered gravely…
…a pain and despair filled year. The tower consumed them as a man might consume corn. Beneath Manthalath’s cloak Babe trembled as the despair of those imprisoned in the tower…
…not easy to forget. But there seemed an air of mystery about this whole affair, with him keeping company with hobbits, and Shire folk at that. “No more than necessary,”…
…scream. His cry pierced through the air as Malcolm watched the Maia’s face contort with agony. Moses could feel the air being forced out his lungs, his chest felt as…
…wakes up from the trance. Merry throws a bag of vegetables in another direction to distract the Nazgûl, who whirls around. The hobbits take the chance and run off down…
…what sounded like a sneeze directly ahead of them. “The Paisley Riders!” the blobbits cried in terror. They ran along the Eastward Going Road until they saw the lights of…
…whipped out a travel-sized can of hair spray, and a dainty mirror. He also grabbed a tiny comb and carefully smoothed down his hair and then sprayed the entire can…
…tossed it into the fire. Eventually he removed it again with a pair of salad tongs. GANDALF: Hold out your hand Frodo. Frodo suddenly has a suspicion. FRODO: Did Sam…