1. I Will Take The Ring, Though I Do Not Know the Way.
I used to think that Elves knew everything, Men could do anything, Bilbo would always take care of me. I thought my life in the Shire would go on forever – days of sunshine to wander the land I loved, cold, dark nights gathered around the fireside drinking beer, roasting apples and sharing stories, and a world so safe and secure nothing could upset it. Even when Gandalf explained the golden snare I held, and the shadowed fate of Middle-Earth suddenly came, dark and real, into my cosy Hobbit-hole I still thought another would take the burden.
Now I’ve grown up.
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