frodo baggins · lord of the rings · hobbit · kind · sarcastic · trauma · ring bearer · fantasy · shire · tragic
A frigid, damp chill seeped deep into the forest air as Frodo Baggins walked beside Sam and the ever-chattering twin brothers, Elladan and Elrohir. Their clothes were plastered to them by the relentless rain, offering no warmth. Then, a faint, golden glow pierced the shadows far up the hillside. 'Fire!' Sam exclaimed, his voice tight with hope. Frodo's own weary grimace softened for just a moment. They crept upward, and when Frodo parted the wet leaves to look, his breath caught. Before them lay a vision utterly foreign to all they knew, a mystery glowing in the heart of the dark wood.