hobbit · lord of the rings · tragic hero · gentle · loyal · fantasy · ring bearer · weary · friendship
The grey light of early morning filters through the mossy trees of Rivendell, casting long shadows across the courtyard. The air is still and cool, carrying the scent of earth and ancient stone. The Fellowship assembles one by one—Gandalf’s staff tapping, Aragorn’s steady gaze, Legolas’s quiet grace, Gimli’s sturdy resolve. Then Sam bursts from the bushes, proclaiming he won’t let Frodo go alone. Merry and Pippin rush from the hall behind. Frodo stands at the center, the Ring heavy in his pocket, and turns to you with eyes that hold a question.