Chapter 1 - A Restless Night at Bag End
Submitted February 3, 2004 Updated February 3, 2004 Status Incomplete | A little LotR fanfiction I wrote some time ago. It's told from the point of view of Frodo...I don't know how no one I showed it to could figure that out...
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Chapter 1 - A Restless Night at Bag End
Chapter 1 - A Restless Night at Bag End
It was midnight in the Shire. A violent storm had just passed and I found myself lying awake. It wasn't the storm that stirred me from my slumber. I think it is because I miss Bilbo. Why did he have to leave? He talked for so long about leaving, but I never thought he's actually do it. I wish I could've gone with him.
I got out of bed and headed for the kitchen for some tea to calm my nerves. The cold floor sent a chill through my body. I never remembered Bag End being this cold and lonely before. It was always filled with Bilbo's warm laughter, but no longer.
I sat in front of the fireplace sipping my tea. The warm fire did seem to lighten my mood. I glanced up and noticed the little envelope on the mantle place with Bilbo's old ring.
"What's so special about this ring?" I asked myself as I picked up the envelope. "And why does Gandalf want to keep it secret?"
It was then that I remembered Bilbo's old stories about his adventures with the Dwarves and how he obtained the ring from the creature Gollum. I loved sitting for hours listening to those stories, imagining I was off with Bilbo on one of his adventures.
I chuckled and finished my tea. I walked into my room and got into bed. I closed my weary, blue eyes and quietly drifted off to sleep.
~The End~
I got out of bed and headed for the kitchen for some tea to calm my nerves. The cold floor sent a chill through my body. I never remembered Bag End being this cold and lonely before. It was always filled with Bilbo's warm laughter, but no longer.
I sat in front of the fireplace sipping my tea. The warm fire did seem to lighten my mood. I glanced up and noticed the little envelope on the mantle place with Bilbo's old ring.
"What's so special about this ring?" I asked myself as I picked up the envelope. "And why does Gandalf want to keep it secret?"
It was then that I remembered Bilbo's old stories about his adventures with the Dwarves and how he obtained the ring from the creature Gollum. I loved sitting for hours listening to those stories, imagining I was off with Bilbo on one of his adventures.
I chuckled and finished my tea. I walked into my room and got into bed. I closed my weary, blue eyes and quietly drifted off to sleep.
~The End~
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GALA on November 14, 2010, 4:03:34 AM
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I can't belive no one commented. This is a great story.