Boromir, Merry, and Pippin being adorable little shits
'Bilbo, my dear fellow, let us have a little more light.'
the desolation of smaug: a summary
Today in Middle-Earth: The White Council meets (September 6th, 2941 T.A.)
In the late summer Gandalf prevailed at last upon Saruman and the White Council to attack Dol Guldur.
Now we’re torn, torn, torn apart,
There’s nothing we can do
Just let me go we’ll meet again soon
Now wait, wait, wait for me
Please hang around
I’ll see you when I fall asleep
The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say.
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