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mischieffoal · 9 months

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Rosie, Frodo and Sam, Now and for Always

Here it comes: Cici’s chaotic “review” of Lord of the Rings: a Musical Tale

(Spoilers for the musical: go and see it (it's running until mid-October 2023) and then read this)

“My emotions are a wreck, and now we must obviously discuss all of the musical’s shortcomings and its adaptational choices and the costumes, when I really want to stand in a field and yell. After a few hours on the train of actually very good discussions, I cycle home and yell in the park.

5 stars.”

Nothing like a bracing sprint through Reading station to forge fine friendships over somehow managing to get to Newbury and the Windmill Theatre in time. We unite with our friends, get a group photo in the designated Instagram spot and, most importantly, confirm that there will be ice cream in the interval.

It’s Mr. Bilbo’s eleventy-oneth birthday, didn’t you know? The hobbits make sure we are well informed, and someone on our picnic table is accosted by Fatty Bolger and made to play whack the rat. They all look lovely, waistcoats and sandals abounding, and some watching fauntlings are very gently introduced to hoopla. In general, if you are LARP-positive, sit at the left hand end - we were in the prime spot. Bilbo complimented my cloak and I derided my companions once again for being the only cloaked representative of our smial. Then, someone else approaches - she asks us if Mr. Bilbo said anything odd. Nothing odd at all, we reply, all a perfectly normal party. I think he’s planning something, she says. I’m worried about my spoons. I gasp. “Madam, may I ask, are you perhaps Lobelia Sackville-Baggins?” “I am!” “Madam it is an honour! I am honoured to be in your presence!” She shakes my hand. My life is complete.

Soon enough, the actual musical begins, narrated by partying Hobbits. Now and for Always had stuck in my head just from the soundtrack on YouTube, and it’s a worthy start to the show as Mr. Bilbo tells the same old stories that he always does. Hobbits sing and dance and every one of them plays an instrument. Someone has a piccolo, someone else has a lute. Bilbo has a harmonica and an accordion. Every single Hobbit has an unspecified country accent. The Brandybucks are loud, the Proudfoots are Proudfeet and Fatty Bolger moans at me about it. R says he knows who’s playing Gollum, because he’s bald. Frodo is very sweet, but I catch Lobelia’s eye across the garden and commiserate with her at her ill fortune. Sam asks Rosie to dance, and I fall in love with them (Sam is Sri Lankan, and sounds it, and Rosie has Afro hair, and they make me very happy). Bilbo gives his speech, “magically disappears”, and 17 years pass as we all get up and troop into the theatre proper.

We’re on the side of the balcony, in a wonderful wooden interior that J guesses might have been a church at some point. We return to the action with Frodo, Sam and Rosie, greeting each other with a little two step jump that I want to do with all my friends. Frodo sends them off to the Ivy Bush, because there seems to be some kind of trade mark problem with the Green Dragon. Gandalf enters bombastically, and Frodo and Sam leave as soon as they know their task, because they know that the show is only three hours long, including an interval.

The singing begins! Walking fast, singing and playing as they go - The Road does indeed Go On, the centre stage rotates as they dance-walk around it. Merry and Pippin assail them in a projected cornfield, because they’re his cousins and they’re not letting him do anything dangerous alone. Frodo is very put upon. Merry plays the cello, hanging round his neck, Pippin has a fiddle, and Sam a guitar. Also, Pippin is a girl, not just played by one. Good for you, Pippin Galadriel Moonchild. She’s also terrified of trees (Merry knows a less Tree-ish route and the Old Forest is resoundingly ignored.)

(Photo Pamela Raith)

And then! Elves! Gildor and Earendil sung with a Y! All the elves are wearing lovely blue tabards. Dark is the road ahead for Frodo, and danger follows their path. That’s nice and cheery.

(Speaking of costume, Gandalf and Saruman have very nice robes. Saruman is played by the bald one R assures me will be playing Gollum. They have a fun little stand off across the rotating stage, and Saruman isn’t hiding any of his schemes - army included. Uh oh.)

In the Prancing Pony, K says she’s going to play “spot the Strider” but Strider is in fact very very bad at being inconspicuous, as the only one wearing a hoody.

Strider makes himself known, and so does Pippin, and Frodo’s brilliant distraction plan is to sing a song. He’s not at all prepared for this and walks like a puppet, but the Brandybuck and Took contingent are raring to go with the Cat and the Moon, and soon Frodo is having a lovely time dancing on tables and all. Let’s pretend that Frodo’s smile will never fade.

The Ring goes on. Mari Lwyd black riders appear. Frodo looks like he’s underwater and it’s very funny. Stabbing ensues (no time for Weathertop today). Run! Run for Rivendell! (Costuming side note: Strider has a banging undercut and goatee situation going on). Arwen enters playing a harp, singing a Song of Hope in a bunch of elvish with no subtitles. Tolkien would approve. “The weary traveller returning… home.” It’s Strider, and we learn that this is the first time he’s returned since disappearing to be a ranger. He’s grown a lot, Arwen says. Strider mumbles something about not wanting any bigger destiny than her. Then Frodo wakes up and it turns out they’ve been having this lovely romantic discussion is his hospital wing. Ah, good, says Frodo, we successfully completed our adventure! Merry is very excited at the amount of books and maps, also did you know that Arwen is a half-elf, technically, and did you see the way she looked at Aragorn, and did you know that she’s thousands of years older than him?

(Photo Pamela Raith)

The council is called, Saruman the bald is also playing Elrond the bald, and is generally an old wise man. All of the elves are obsessed with hand gestures, and their hands are never below their waists. Everyone has so many problems, but Boromir (with another very cool undercut) wastes no time telling everyone Gondor has it worst. The steward is asleep, you say? And you had a dream and followed it here? But the sword that was broken is as lost as the One Ring. (Boromir has great dramatic timing.) Frodo will take the Ring to Mordor, though he don’t know the way. Gimli will go with him, and so will Legolas and Gandalf and Strider. (The Elf and Dwarf are Iranian and Black, and it really stands out amongst the otherwise white Men - I like it a lot). Strider asks Boromir nicely and Boromir says fine, he’ll come too. The fellowship of the ring! A rousing ensemble number with Earendil with a Y! Boromir is playing the trombone and singing at the same time and it’s the best!

Saruman learns of the Fellowship from his useless gas-mask orc minions. He deals with it himself - with menacing flute music. He flutes up a storm on Caradhras, and the Fellowship must go through Moria. Gimli reverently takes a guitar, and sings them a song of his people, as the fellowship and the audience have a chance for a rest. Then drums start in the deep, a balrog is come, and Gandalf is gone. They must continue - to Lothlorien. That horn player is a different elf now, you can tell because their tabard is gold this time!

They arrive blindfolded as Legolas waxes lyrical about the elves of the golden wood, and it turns out he’s not in love with Galadriel he’s just really patriotic. Galadriel tells Frodo they will both share a great loss, and also sings a power ballad.

(Photo Pamela Raith)

Everything falls apart after Lorien, as we all know. Boromir dances with the hobbits before the orcs get him - Strider appears seconds too late, and Boromir tells him he’s failed, the Fellowship and his people. Strider shows him his broken sword (he’ll show you his if you show him yours) and finally claims his birthright. Boromir begs him to save “our people” and Aragorn really can’t deal with that, especially when Boromir dies in his arms. Aragorn is the best actor in all of this and it’s mainly in degrees of how much he cannot deal with this. The three hunters reunite, honour Boromir, and finally pick themselves up for the road ahead - Aragorn can see the hobbits’ footprints…

In the interval we theorise on how they’re going to fit two whole books into a second act shorter than the first one. Are they just going to cut the entirety of Rohan? That’s the bit of the book I can never understand. The ice cream is very nice.

As the lights go up, Sam races after Frodo and berates his idiot upper-class master who thought he could do anything without him. They set out on their long journey, and from the other side of the stage, Pippin and Merry come charging in. They’ve already escaped from the orcs, as we really don’t have time for that. Pippin is confronted with her fear of trees. Entish is a very musical language which was beautiful to experience, and I think a far better rendition of trees talking than any realism could give. Musicians stood around the auditorium and plucked and strummed their discussion (Gimli was behind us drumming the plumbing).

(Photo Pamela Raith)

Saruman, meanwhile, directs a cool break dance number from the orcs. They’re going to crush Minas Tirith, and then Sauron will surely think Saruman is an ally, a massive victory for the Light.

The rest of the cliffhangers from act one get resolved in the next ten minutes. The three hunters can tell from the footprints that the hobbits are safe, so they race the breakdancing orcs to Minas Tirith. (No Rohan, I whisper to K). Aragorn demands an entrance to see the Steward (played by Bilbo, this company has one old wise man and one old father figure). The Steward is under Saruman’s spell! They call him Denethor but he’s serving Theoden’s role, with considerably less drama as it only takes Aragorn revealing himself as King to wake him up from the curse.

They agree to fight together to defeat Saruman! It’s another ensemble song and dance! Gandalf the White returns, and doesn’t come alone! The trees are marching! And Boromir’s actor is playing the trombone behind Denethor as he fights to defend their people, and that made me very emotional.

It’s Gollum time. Nearly naked bald man with full body dirt makeup scrambles around theatre and balcony, more news at 7. R seems unable to comprehend a theatre company having two bald men in it. This actor was so physical, my director brain was terrified of the risk assessments that must have been required for him to run along the balcony barrier.

Victory at the Pelennor Fields! TheoDenethor is slain, but the free peoples have won. They ride to Isengard. Saruman enters, and in a very dramatic and tense moment, I thought he greeted them with “Sup”. (Sadly it was actually “So”). Gandalf is sure that this will not be the end of Saruman’s mischief…

Frodo and Sam (and Gollum) are carrying on, but it’s hard going. They reminisce on the stories they used to listen to, and Sam gets out his guitar as they wonder what kind of story they’re in. Sam sings to Frodo, a reprise of Now and for Always from Mr. Bilbo, and his master tiredly joins in. He hasn’t smiled for days. “Tell us a story, of Frodo and the Ring”. Sam falls asleep, and it’s Frodo turn to sing about him - “no finer friend, now and for always”. Frodo doesn’t quite manage to finish the chorus before he falls asleep beside his Sam - but Gollum takes over in a horrifying corruption of their duet. It took me a while to realise it, but this Gollum’s voice reminds me of Voldemort from A Very Potter Musical - not at all a bad thing, but a specific niche of “very creepy and also pathetic”.

(Photo Pamela Raith)

Aragorn is crowned, and receives the reforged sword. Together, the representatives of the free peoples plan to storm the Black Gates, in a hopeless battle - for Frodo. Smeagol/Gollum finally decides to lead them to Shelob, and Frodo trusts him. “Well,” Sam says, “let’s walk into Mordor.” Cackles from very small pockets of the audience.

Shelob is a REALLY COOL PUPPET. Sam manages to stab her with the LED Sting as he is seconds away from his doom. Galadriel empowers them with ballads from afar, but Frodo can barely walk. Sam takes the ring to try and relieve his burden, and Frodo doesn’t even notice. Gollum returns and swears he knew nothing about the giant spider, what giant spider? She wasn’t there last week!

Aragorn, in the B-plot of the musical (we realised afterwards that in the books, destroying the Ring and saving the world is the B-plot), gives a rousing speech to get everyone gearing up for a battle they’re all going to lose. Arwen (I think, or is it Galadriel, I’m writing this the day after and I’ve slightly lost the plot) calls to Aragorn and starts off the ensemble number "out of grief, joy".

Meanwhile, tension is rising in the Frodo-Sam-Gollum-Smeagol polycule. Everything will change, when they destroy the ring. “The elves, Sam, they’ll disappear - all of the magic will be gone out of the world. But if I take the ring!” No one can resist the ring. Gollum and Frodo speak and move as one as they condemn Sam as a traitor and a thief. At some point in all of this Frodo gets the Ring back, Sam runs away, Gollum attacks Frodo, Sam protects him, and Frodo wakes up enough to cast Gollum out instead. I’m very tired and can’t remember when this all happens, but it was all very emotional.

The free peoples fight, and they all dance and stand so differently you can tell which peoples they all are even without the height differences. Legolas shoots from on high, Gimli is rooted to the ground with wheeling axes, Aragorn just stabs so many orcs. Merry has his cello and uses the bow to attack, and Pippin has her accordion. We love Pippin. She’s here for moral support.

(Photo Pamela Raith)

Sam and Frodo reach the top of Mount Doom and wrench open the backdrop doors. Sam can’t take another step and collapses behind Frodo as he tries once more to take it for himself - before Gollum appears. Gollum’s fall was beautiful and slow - he’s caught by black clad actors on a darkened stage and they gently let him down into the fire. And then it’s done.

The ensemble sings as Gandalf the White comes to save the two hobbits, and they reunite with their friends as Aragorn bows to the Shirefolk (and holds Frodo’s head so close that he re-awakened my inner Frodo/Aragorn shipper). Gandalf inexplicably says he’s off to have a chat with Tom Bombadil, who we had been ignoring, but that he’ll see Frodo again.

The hobbits return to the Shire, and Lobelia tells us Saruman has been there. We all have to work together to restore the Shire, including the audience - up you get, get outside and get LARPing again. We help the hobbits restore the battered garden to its former glory, and Rosie and Sam are married! Frodo never can return to the cheer he had at the beginning of this adventure. The actor had literally added eye bag makeup, I winced in sympathy when I saw him. Gandalf and the many elves of Middle Earth reach the Shire. They are going into the West. Frodo gives Sam the book in which to write their story. The hobbits do a very sad little dance jump greeting and Frodo hugs Sam tight, before he goes on his way towards the sails of the Grey Havens.

(Photo Watermill Theatre)

Rapturous applause! Everybody’s back on stage for a rousing final Cat and the Moon! Don’t worry about Frodo’s depression, we’ve got to sing a musical number for us all to go home to! My emotions are a wreck, and now we must obviously discuss all of the musical’s shortcomings and its adaptational choices and the costumes, when I really want to stand in a field and yell. After a few hours on the train of actually very good discussions, I cycle home and yell on my way through the park.

5 stars.

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starssunsoftheinfinite · 9 months

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This is just me rambling about the lotr musical I just saw spoilers for the watermill theatre production of lotr!!

In no particular order

HOLYMOLY THAT WAS SO GOOD ARRGGRGReatsit

First off I was expecting a new musical (for context there was another musical first performed in 2006 I think) BUT IT WASNT at least the songs weren't I'm not sure about the script since its insanely hard to find anything on it APART from the songs, they can be found online even on Spotify! Point is I thought it was a new one BUT THEN THEY STARTED PLAYING ROAD GOES ON AND MY ASS FELL OFF ISTG Seeing that og musical has been a DREAAAM OF MINE BUT THEY DON'T PLAY IT ANYMORE OR SO I THOOOOOUUUGHT

The music is insane actually it's so good!!!

When I saw the elves and realised they wouldn't have long hair unless the actor already did I was a little nervous since I just find its difficult to portray elves without the iconic long hair BUT MY GOD THEY'RE GOOD I don't know what these guys did compaired to the short hair elves of lotr prime BUT IT WOOOORKS legolas was perfect and GALADRIEL the actress has stage presence if I've ever seen it!!! She had this for lack of a better word fuck ass bob with a gold wreath thing and a PANT SUIT SHE'S MENTAL I LOVE HER!!!

Her voice is insane there was a moment where a group of people all sang together and they seemed to be singing at the usual stage level right but here voice just boomed iver the whole group it was amazing! She was so loud but she did it well!! I find often when people sing that loud it's like shouting but not in a good way, she was SINGING it was beautiful. She captured galadriels aura and power so well every time she was on stage I just wanted to stare at her.

aragorn was so GOOOOD he also sounded a lot like Orlando bloom to me lmao. His outfit was actually perfection and his haircut??? HE HAD this shaved sides thing going on and???!?!?! I THINK I LIKE IT MORE THAN MOVIE ARAGORN DARE I SAY???

Don't even get started on arwen dude. THE COSTUME DESINERS DID AMAZING WITH HER DRESS AND THE ACTRESS CAPTURED HER SO WELL her ethereal feel with a slight bit of young wonderUUuGGHHhHh screams. Her voice is also actually insane I'm chewing bark.

Frodo was done so wellLLLLLLL the moments when he got taken over by the ring were so distinctly not Frodo!! The actor switched between the two moments so flawlessly!! It was like he was playing two people.

AND SAAAm what a sweetheart he is he's perfect in every way can do no wrong ever ever!! His voice was so pretty I'm gonna goble him up for real. Also I think he got slapped in the face?!? I couldn't see it perfectly but that slam sounded very real with the noise so I wouldn't be shocked. Dedication woa.

GIIIMLI meow meow meow he's so good bald king<<<3333 HIS OUTFIT?? punch me in the face please thanks. Bro his face when legolas was being sassy to him MF said >:000 I LOVE HIS PORTRAAAAAAIIIL UGggghhhHHH he's perfect in every way everyone stay back from my bald king RAAAA

Boromir my pookie gone too soon <333 his outfit was so good his actor was so good EVERYTHING WAS SO GOOD UUUGH Meow when he held frodo wrists to get him to stay I was like 🤨🤨🤨🤨😏😏😏 LOTR MUSICAL IS JUST FULL OF HOT PEOPLE

OMGOD GANDALF UUUGH HE WAS AMAZING idk why I thought he's be played by a younger guy in makeup?? Getting an actually older actor makes way more sense and HE WAS AMAZING

Saruman, elrond and golem were all played by this one guy and it was so good?? You could tell visually like his face that it was all him but he differentiates the characters SOOO well!! Bald elrond will haunt my dreams though..

MERRY AND PIPPIN UUUGHGHHG I love I love they made a tiny tweak to pip which was that since he was played by a lovely actress pip was referred to as a girl, but it was done very well! Nothing about the character changed, personality, story beats, outfit, everything was still pippin the only difference was a few she's here and there which is very much how this thing should be done :)) if you do need to or want to switch and characters gender it's good to keep them the same in other aspects otherwise they just come across as a new character with a familiar name! But that didn't happen here at all, the actress portrayed pip amazingly

Merry was also so good! His voice was amazing and he was so charming!

THE OOOORCS they were amazing. They were so unsettling!! I wasn't sure how they were going to play them but they had this gassmask type thing on it was so good! Everytime they came in I was excited to see them.

The way they did the nazgul was so fun. They were these skeleton horse head puppets!! They opened their mouths so wide it was really unsettling!!

AND THE SPIIIIDERRR everyone gasped when the spider came on. They opened these big doors in the back of the theatre right and she didn't even walk on she was right there! She was huge. She's this big puppet maned by like it's gotta be six or seven people SHE WAS AMAZING

AND OH OH OH THE FIRST AND LAST SCENES WERE OUTSIDE bilbos party was out in the garden!! We all got to sit around and the hobbit came and spoke to us all like we were invited to the party! Bilbo came out and asked me if I had eaten today if was great!! Speaking of which he was SOO GOOOOD

ANNNNDD they mentioned Tom!! WOOO at the end gandalf spoke about going to speak with Tom bombadil! We all had a giggle it was fun

It was just generally amazing all round

#Lotr #Lotr musical #Lord of the rings

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notinthislife50 · 1 year

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Chapter 22 - Keep it down

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You sat in your seedy motel room. Your eyes rolled as heard the groans and screams coming from the other room, you banged on the wall. “keep it the fuck down“ you yelled.

A voice boomed “Make us bitch.”

You downed your drink and went next door and banged as loudly as you could, the door swung open and a large bald man stood naked in front of you.

“I said keep it the fuck down” you scowled.

He laughed “What are you going to do about it?” he taunted looking you up and down “You know you could join us, looks like you use a good fuck” his grin made you sick.

You kicked him in the balls and elbowed him in the back of the head while he was hunched over.

“No thanks, as loud as she was screaming I could tell she was faking it.” and you walked off leaving the lady screaming.

You gathered your stuff together and drove to the next motel hoping to get some silence.

You drew the blinds, grabbed your bottle of tequila, and started on your research again. You had now lost count of the rituals you had done, the books on hell you had read, and even books on ancient cultures that had dabbled in the resurrection of the dead. You know these were all stupid, but you were desperate. The scars on your arms with all the blood you had used just showed how desperate you were.

A knock came at the door but you ignored it. You continued reading your books. Another knock came at the door.

“Fuck off “ you yelled and continued setting up your spell.

When the knock came a third time you stomped over to the door and flung it open pointing your gun in the face of Bobby.

“Well kiddo nice to see you too” he smiled.

He stepped into the room and hugged you tight. “I love you y/n but you could really do with a shower” he looked around the room taking it all in.

“What are you doing here Bobby?” you asked rolling the sleeves of your jumper down your arm when you saw him staring at them.

“Well you know we were in the neighbourhood“ he shrugged.

“Sam and I” Bobby nodded towards the door and Sam entered the room.

“Hey Frodo” he smiled.

But you crossed your arms and glared at him.

“What do you want? I'm busy” you stated and turned your back on him.

“Busy making deals with the devil” Sam scoffed.

“What's that meant to mean?“ you shot back trying to hide the fact you were caught out.

“Y/n we know “Bobby sighed “We know what you've been up too”

“yea well don't worry about it it didn't work” tears streamed down your face. “I've tried everything Bobby and Dean still isn't back” Slumping in a chair and taking a large swig from your bottle,

“About that” Sam stated “something worked”

But before you could reply Dean burst through the door and stomped over to you.

Grabbing your jumper he yelled, “What did you do?”

you stared eyes wide.

“Tell me, what the hell did you do Y/n?” he shouted again his face red with anger.

“I..I” you stuttered in shock.

“Dean” Bobby grabbed his arms off you but as soon as Dean let go you launched at him with your knife.

Sam and Bobby grabbled you and held you on the ground and as you kicked and screamed out the words to an exorcism. Bobby tried to calm you “Y/n it's him, I promise it's him”

When you stooped kicking Sam held out his hand to help you up but you threw him a dirty look and took Bobby's instead.

“Why did you do it Y/n?” Dean asked.

“ I didn't” you argued back.

“Well, the room seems to say something else” Dean spat pointing around.

“For months I have tried getting you back, I tried everything, from selling my soul to offering my blood but no one wanted to deal with me, so this wasn't me” you screamed back.

I was without you for months and all I could think about was the torture you were being put through I couldn't let you go through it, but I'm sorry this wasn't me, I let you down Dean” you resigned in guilt. “I'm sorry I failed you” you whispered bowing your head.

“It’s okay Y/n I believe you, you...” but was cut off when you threw water on his face.

“Come on” he yelled rubbing the water off his face “Really? Are you all going to do this?”

“Sorry force of habit” you smiled at him shrugging.

Dean threw Sam and Bobby a glare when he heard them laughing.

“So if it wasn't any of us that got you out, how did you?” you asked.

“Well, that's the question,” Dean asked.

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invisiblewashboard · 8 months

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Small Child's Thoughts on "The Old Forest" Part 1

If there is fog, that means low visibility. And that’s good for hobbits who want to be hidden and sneaky.

Ooh, I know what a sluggard is! But it isn’t a good thing to be.

Wow, Mama, you’re not doing very well at your reading tonight.

Trees don’t watch! They don’t have any eyes or brains! That is a very silly thing of Merry to say. Trees can’t move either, or make attacks. What if the trees in our yard made an attack on our house? I think we’d be in big trouble because our trees are big and we are small.

You must be very tired because you’re making a lot of mistakes and starting over a lot. (I am very tired.) That's alright, Mama. We can just do a few pages tonight and then you can rest yourself.

What is “enmity?” I don’t think trees feel that though, Mom.

Is Pippin afraid? Why is he shouting that way?

Abominable wood like abominable snowman?

Are they getting lost? I don’t get lost because I have an excellent sense of direction.

Um, Mom, those trees are not alive the same way we are so they can’t decide they didn’t like Frodo’s song.

Hey, Dad has a bald head! But I don’t. And you don’t either. And my sister’s don’t. We all have lots and lots of curls.

What does “sinister” mean? I’ve never heard that word before. Oh, okay. Well, maybe hobbits should just stay away from the Barrow Downs then.

Pines smell nicer than ash. (No, not ashes like from a fire, ash trees.) I still think pines smell nicer.

Ponies can’t climb, can they? They don’t look like climbing animals. But then, neither do goats and those are good at climbing.

Uh oh, that is not good at all. They don’t want to be going that way.

I’m glad at least one of those hobbits knows where they are. They need someone who knows things.

Oh. Never mind. Merry does not seem to know very much!

#Small Child's Thoughts #lotr #lord of the rings #jrr tolkien #the fellowship of the ring #read aloud #first read through #just out here roasting merry

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imsimpingtomuch · 2 years

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A beard

This is a fanfic for fictober. Just wanted to try and write somthing tbh. (Post BOTFA, Parentshield, dwobbit Frodo) SORRY FOR SPELLING ERRORS!

Bilbo (as useall) spent his afternon's with a hot cup of tea. Sitting in his armchair, reading a book and lisening to the fire crackling.

But then a knock at the door was heard. Expecting it to be his husband coming back earlier form the Wednesday meltings, Bilbo gladly answered.

"Come inn."

The door opened, but instead of his husband, he saw his son standing in the doorway.

"Oh, hello dear. Arent you suposed to be in lesons with Balin now? Did you skip agein? I told you not to lisen to your cousins-"

"No Papa, I got permisjon from mister Balin. I just need to talk to you about something." Frodo reassured his hobbit father.

"Oh ok then, ask away my boy." Bilbo said, waving his son into the room. And patting the armchair next to him.

"You know how im both Hobbit and Dwarf?" Frodo asked.

"Yes Frodo, i am your father." Bilbo said with a look that told the boy that what he'd just asked, was a stupid question.

"And you know how dwarfs grow beards?" Frodo asked, yet again.

"Get to the point my boy" Bilbo answered with a half annoyed look.

"Right, sorry. Well I have started to grow facial hair." Frodo said looking down at his feet.

"Congratulation!" Bilbo said, thinking this was a good thing. But judging by the look on his sons face, it wasn't.

"Is there something wrong Frodo dear?" Bilbo asked.

"Well, I kinda dont...want a beard.." Frodo hesitatingly said, looking down at his feet.

"Oh, but thats ok my boy. You can just shave it." Bilbo answered.

"Thats the thing. I don't know how.." Frodo said looking up at his Papa.

"Im sorry to disapoint you Frodo, but I dont eather. Hobbits dont grow any other hair then that on our head and feet." He said, wiggling his toes a bit.

"But you should ask your adad. He is a dwarf afterall." Bilbo said.

"Thats also a problem, I dont want to ask him." Frodo said, looking away from his father agein.

"And why is that?" Bilbo looked puzzled. Frodo has never been afraid of asking his dwarf father about anything before.

"I know how inportent beards are for dwarfs. I just dont want to disapoint him." Frodo answered. Bilbo plased a hand on his sons shoulder.

"Dont be afraid to ask him Frodo. Your adad loves you no matter what you should choose to do." Bilbo said.

"Are you sure Papa? What if he gets mad." Frodo said. He knows his adad could get pretty angry. Especially when King Thranduil is on a wisit.

"Look I know better then anyone how intimidating your other father can be. But when it comes to his family, he will always suport us." Bilbo said, looking at his son in the most reassuring way he could muster.

"Alright, I'll ask him. Thank you Papa." Frodo finally said. Giving his papa a hug and getting a kiss on the cheek in return. Then storming out the door to find his other father.

After both looking and asking around. He finally found his father deep in conversation with Dwalin at a table in the royal halls. Thorin spotted his son standing in the doorway and smiled.

"At least his in a good mood" Frodo thought.

"Inúdoy! Come, sitt." Thorin patted the place next to him on the bench he was sitting on.

"Hello adad, mister Dwalin." Frodo nodded to the bald dwarf while sitting down.

"My prince." Dwalin bowd his head in reply.

"Aren't you suposed to be in lesons with Balin right now? Did Fili and Kili get you to skip lesons agein. Those boys never learn-"

"No no adad! Mister Balin lett me skip." Frodo said, stopping his father, before he could make even more assumptions about his cousins.

"I just wanted to talk to you, alown if its ok." Frodo asked.

"Of course, Dwalin I'll catch up with you later." Thorin said. Dwalin bowd to them both and took his leave.

As soon as the door closed Frode turned to his dwarven father.

"Adad, as you know im soon becoming of age." Frodo said, Thorin nodded.

"And I have started to grow facial hair."

Thorin looked suprised by this, but settled down and lett his son continue.

Frodo hesitated for a moment.

"Im sorry, but I dont want a beard. Though I know how inportent beards are for dwarfs. And I should be honerd to be growing one but it just dosent feel like me. I've talking to Papa but he said that it was ok, but since he's a hobbit he doesn't know how to shave. Which is why I have to talk to you. But if you are disapointed in me i completely understand. Im sorry!" Frodo was a little out of breath after all that. Thorin looked suprised, but his expression slowly changed. Though Frodo couldn't tell if it was a positiv og negativ one, damm his father and his unbearable face expressions. But then the young dwabbit was swoped into a warm embrace by his adad. Making him realise that this was infact a positiv respons.

"Its ok inúdoy. Its your decision to make, i wount be angry at you. With or without a beard, you'll be my son eatherway." Frodo hugged his father tight and smiled into his warm fur coat.

"Beards may be inportent to dwarfs. But remember, you are only half dwarf. None will judge you for not wanting facial hair." Thorin said.

"Will you help me shave then adad?" Frodo asked, his voice muffled by the fur.

"Of course I will son."

End

#Post botfa #parentshield #bagginshield #bilbo baggins #thorin oakenshield #frodo baggins #dwobbit frodo #the hobbit #lord of the rings #fanfic #fictober22

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thealmightyemprex · 1 year

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REading The Muppet Man

1."KERMIT THE FROG, twenty years older than we've ever seen him before, wakes from a DRUNKEN NIGHTMARE." This is how the script opens what the hell am I reading

2."He stares, blood shot, at a WHISKEY BOTTLE on his BEDSIDE - a three day growth giving his felt chin a strongly pronounced six o'clock shadow." @ariel-seagull-wings what the fuck have you gotte me into

3."…CORDIALLY INVITE YOU TO THE WEDDING OF MISS PIGGY AND LINK HOGTHROB". Is this a movie biopic ?CAuse this reads like a dark fanfic

4.JIM HENSON, 53, a tall, lanky and gentle soul, slowly opens his eyes - much like KERMIT in the scene above." Is this the Muppet equivalent of All that Jazz like a mix of fantasy and reality ?.....ACtually that could be interesting

5.Kermit is angerly singing Mahna Mahna in the shower .....*Frodo voice* I dont think I can do this Sam

6.I cant tell if this is really clever or really stupid

7."They all look so much older than we've ever seen them before. FOZZIE, now grossly obese, gets around on a MOVING CHAIR; GONZO has a LARGE HEARING TRUMPET; SCOOTER has entered a full blown mid-life crisis wearing LEATHER with piercings; and ANIMAL has gone BALD and GREY."......I change my mind ,this is stupid that thinks its clever

8.Ooooooh the Arsenio Hall performance ,his last appearence with Kermit on his arm ,OK they are being somewhat accurrate

9.....This DEFINATELY wants to be All That Jazz.What makes All That Jazz work though is it was the filmmaker commenting on HIMSELF ,so the fantasy sequences work better .This just feels.....Wrong

10.So the movie mixes Jims final days with fantasy Muppet stuff ....And flashbacks.I dunno this seems like a little TOO much

@ariel-seagull-wings @goodanswerfoxmonster @the-blue-fairie @themousefromfantasyland @filmcityworld1 @princesssarisa

#The Muppet Man

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forustothinkistobealive · 1 year

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Oooh, mich würde "Frodo" für das Ask-Game interessieren. 😁 Wenn ich mich richtig erinnere, war das der Hund, oder? ♥️

Genau, Frodo ist der irische Wolfshund, den ich Vincents Eltern angedichtet hab.

Der OS kommt hoffentlich bald, aber hier schon mal ein Vorgeschmack:

“Kannst du ihn mal halten?”

Bevor Adam protestieren kann, drückt Vincent ihm die Leine in die Hand.

“Frodo, sitz!”, befiehlt Vincent. Zwanzig Tonnen Tier lassen sich neben Adam nieder. “Und bleib.” Er hält dem Hund die Handinnenfläche entgegen. Der Hund gehorcht tatsächlich. Allerdings beginnt er hoch zu fiepen, sobald Vincent aus seinem Blickfeld verschwindet.

“Dein Ernst?” Adam sieht das Vieh mit hochgezogenen Brauen an. Frodo hält daraufhin tatsächlich die Klappe, aber er legt seinen Kopf nun schief und schaut Adam mit großen, braunen Augen an. Es ist Adam nicht ganz geheuer.

#danke für die ask #wip game #<3

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frodowisesz · 2 years

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⁮⁪⁯ 𝕬͟ 𝖎͟𝖓͟𝖋͟𝖆̂𝖓͟𝖈͟𝖎͟𝖆͟ 𝖉͟𝖊͟ 𝕱͟𝖗͟𝖔͟𝖉͟𝖔͟:

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ⸻ 𝑯𝒂́ 𝒖𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒏. (𝐴𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎)

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Sentado sobre um dos grossos galhos da grande árvore que ficava na parte de cima do Bolsão, Frodo retirou o estilingue de seu bolso direito e pegou uma pequena pedra no outro, já havia pego algumas no chão e estocado sua munição. Ajeitou o cascalho sobre o elástico e o esticou enquanto erguia as mãos para levar o meio da abertura em “V” a frente dos olhos, passou a mirar sobre a estreita estrada adiante de sua atual moradia. Procurava alguma coisa para acertar, que no caso, seriam garrafas já organizadas sobre a cerca de madeira. Disparou as pedras de modo rápido, derrubando a maioria das garrafas antes de ouvir um estrondo bem mais alto do que apenas uma garrafa caindo, seguido de um grito.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝑈𝘩.... ⁮⁪⁯ – Cerrou os dentes e encolheu a cabeça contra os ombros, escondendo rapidamente o estilingue de volta ao bolso.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Era uma velha senhora hobbit, com cabelos já suavemente grisalhos em meio ao loiro, e longos fios encaracolados presos por uma fita. Esta levava algumas grandes garrafas de leite em baldes tapados, porém, algumas menores eram de vidro. Ambas dentro de um pequenino carrinho de mão em direção ao centro de Hobbiton. Frodo havia acertado justamente uma das garrafas de vidro, que estourou, fazendo a senhora soltar o carrinho em um susto. Em consequência, o carrinho tombou e fez o resto das garrafas de leite rolarem colina a baixo. Algumas chegando a se abrir pelo impacto ao chão, espalhando todo o leite pela estrada de terra.

Furiosa, ela caminhou em passos pesados e rápidos até a porta do Bolsão.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗕𝗢 𝗕𝗢𝗟𝗦𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗢!!!

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝖭𝖠̃𝖮 𝖤𝖲𝖳𝖮𝖴. ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯– Bilbo gritou do interior.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Frodo não pode deixar de soltar uma risadinha por ouvir a resposta do tio, ainda encolhido acima da árvore, se escondendo ao máximo que conseguia em meio as folhas.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝐄́ 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞! 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐳 𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐞̂ 𝐯𝐚𝐢 𝐜𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨! ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯– Ela dizia furiosa enquanto batia sobre a verde porta redonda do bolsão com os punhos.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ A senhora acabou desistindo depois de alguns minutos fazendo um alvoroço à porta. Extremamente furiosa ela saiu dali sem a resposta de Bilbo. Por sua vez, o adolescente acima da árvore suspirou aliviado. Não por muito tempo.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝖥𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗈! ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯– Bilbo gritou de trás da árvore, já ao pé dela. Com as mãos sobre a cintura enquanto quase batia o pé no chão em uma bronca.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Provavelmente ele havia saído pelos fundos, aonde sequer Frodo viu.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝑂𝘩... 𝑒́.. 𝑜𝑖, 𝑡𝑖𝑜.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝖣𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖾! 𝖩𝖺́.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ O moreno suspirou, começando a descer com cuidado da árvore. Levou a canhota até o ombro direito, esfregando o local de modo sem graça e de cabeça baixa. Bilbo soltou um breve suspiro e moveu a destra até o ombro do menor, apertando suavemente o local.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝑁𝑎̃𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑖 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑟.. ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ – Frodo comentou em um tom baixo e tímido, dando um longo e profundo suspiro.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝖳𝗎𝖽𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗆, 𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗏𝖺𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗌. ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ – Bilbo comentou em um tom baixo, parecia um pouco aborrecido, mas não zangado.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Frodo concordou com a cabeça ao ouvi-lo. O ruivo sorriu de canto, e estendeu a mão para o moreno, que retribuiu, a segurando. Balançou um pouco em um cumprimento em brincadeira.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘣𝘰, 𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘰!!

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Ao longe, Frodo pode ouvir tal voz aguda que parecida se aproximar rápido em meio gritos. Mal deu tempo de se virar para conferir e sentiu um agarrar sobre as pernas, o que fez Frodo rir.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝐻𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖 𝑗𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑜. 𝑂𝘩.. 𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑑𝑜. ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ – Frodo brincou enquanto se abaixava para ficar da altura de Samwise, aceitando a pequenina flor que o loiro oferecia para ele e Bilbo. O pegou no colo enquanto voltava o olhar para Bilbo.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝖦𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗑𝖾 𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗁𝗈. ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ – Bilbo comentou baixinho enquanto sorria e acendia o cachimbo já sobre os lábios. ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝖵𝖺𝗂 𝗅𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈́𝗋𝗂𝖺?

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ — 𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑚, 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑜. ⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ – Frodo concordou ao ouvir o tio.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Bilbo seguiu para o jardim do bolsão, se sentando sobre o banco para fumar em sua almejada paz, enquanto Frodo seguia com Sam ainda aos braços em direção lateral da toca, aonde havia uma pequena e rasa lagoa à poucos metros. Deixou Sam no chão ao local, e se sentou sobre uma pedra abaixo da pequena árvore, pensando e tentando inventar uma curta história para o contar enquanto ele se distraia com os pequeninos peixes da límpida lagoa.

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ⮞ . 𝕴𝖓𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖈̧𝖔̃𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖆 𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖆̂𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆 𝖊 𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖊̂𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆:

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦. Frodo nasceu no dia 22 de setembro de 2968 da T.E (𝖳𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝖾𝗋𝖺).

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦. Os pais de Frodo ❰ Drogo bolseiro e Primula Brandybuck ❱ morreram prematuramente em um acidente de barco quando ele tinha 12 anos. O que dá pauta em diversas especulações e teorias maldosas sobre como exatamente os pais dele morreram, como um tentando afogar o outro ou o barco ter afundado com o peso de Drogo.

(𝐴 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑓𝑜𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑢𝑚, 𝑗𝑎́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑜 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑢𝑚 ℎ𝑜𝑏𝑏𝑦 𝑡𝑖́𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑜 𝑑𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑏𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑠.)

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦. Filho único, fora morar em Brandy Hall – Buckland, com os parentes de sua mãe. Ele cresceu sob a tutela do prefeito de Buckland: Rorimac Brandybuck, que era seu tio.

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦. Frodo era considerado problemático e “um dos piores jovens patifes” já que os Brandybuck não deram muita atenção à sua educação por não gostarem dele por sua descendência Bolseiro por parte de pai. O que o fazia se sentir solitário e abandonado até que seus primos mais novos crescessem.

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦ . Viveu em Buckland até os 21 anos, que fora quando seu tio Bilbo Bolseiro o adotou e o levou para morar em Bag End (Bolsão), a casa de Bilbo em Hobbiton.

❰𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑜 𝑒 𝐵𝑖𝑙𝑏𝑜 𝑛𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑠, 𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑚 𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑡𝑖𝑜 – 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑜.❱

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ⋄ ⮞ . 𝕭𝖎𝖑𝖇𝖔 𝕭𝖔𝖑𝖘𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖔.

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦ . Bilbo fez dele seu herdeiro, frustrando as tentativas dos desagradáveis Sacola-Bolseiros (𝑆𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒-𝐵𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑠), que cobiçavam a propriedade.

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦ . Mesmo os hobbits de Hobbiton, para onde Frodo se mudou, realmente não o aceitaram. E a desconfiança deles era ainda maior por causa do comportamento estranho de seu tio e suas “aventuras”, algo totalmente repudiado pelos hobbits que preferem a vida calma do campo.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ A maioria dos hobbits o achavam estranho e maluco. Em todo caso, não foi fácil para ele fazer amigos.

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦ . Ele aproveitou a vida com seu tio, com quem compartilhava a mesma data de aniversário. Bilbo ensinou-o a ler e contou-lhe histórias do passado, até mesmo dando-lhe algumas instruções na língua élfica. Frodo era o único que tinha permissão de Bilbo para ler suas memórias, da qual estava escrevendo ao grande livro vermelho.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Os dois saíam frequentemente para longas caminhadas pelas alamedas no Vale das águas e falavam de aventuras. Eram frequentemente vistos e acompanhados de elfos errantes (embora os hobbits não os vissem).

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Bilbo costumava sempre dizer a Frodo que: “Só há uma estrada. Que se assemelha a um grande rio. Suas nascentes estão em todas as portas, e todos os caminhos são seus afluentes. É perigoso sair porta afora. Você pisa na estrada, e se não controlar seus pés, não há como saber até onde você pode ser levado”

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⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ ✦ . Frodo e Bilbo estavam confortáveis até 3001 da T.E. Nessa época, Bilbo deu uma enorme festa para comemorar seu 111º aniversário, e o 33º de Frodo, a data de sua maioridade. Nesta festa, Bilbo fez seu discurso de despedida e fez seu "desaparecimento" para o abandono do Condado, há muito planejado. Frodo, que havia sido informado de antemão da "piada", como Bilbo a chamava, foi poupado do choque que afligiu os outros Hobbits reunidos.

⁮⁪⁯ ⁮⁪⁯ Frodo voltou para casa como o novo mestre de Bolsão, por vontade de Bilbo. Foi recebido lá por Gandalf, que o informou que, entre outras coisas, Frodo também havia herdado o “anel mágico” (𝑂 𝑢𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑙/𝐴𝑛𝑒𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝑆𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑛) de Bilbo.

#frodo #historia #info

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