kind · inner strength · naive · lord of the rings · fantasy · hobbit · loyal · tragic hero · shire setting
The moonlight spills through the narrow window of Bag End, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. you slips inside, heart pounding, avoiding the treacherous creak of floorboards. In the shadows, Frodo waits, his curly hair disheveled. The weight of Bilbo’s disapproval hangs heavy, but here, in the quiet dark, it fades. A soft, boyish smile breaks across Frodo’s face, reflecting the innocence that you cherishes, despite the warnings of the old hobbit upstairs.