The Dragon Keeper Chronicles piece went right next to it. Callum patted it lovingly.
Why had Bilbo left like that…just put the ring on and disappeared? With no goodbye unless you counted the one spoken across the noisy Party Field.
By Vanessa Parry
Word Count: 1332
Summary: When Eomer becomes the new King of Rohan, Frodo wakes up after a late night of celebration.
Frodo sat up abruptly. Next to him Sam shifted uneasily but did not wake and beyond him Merry and Pippin lay in a tangled heap. Squinting his eyes against the candlelight . . . which in his opinion was far too bright . . . Frodo watched his cousins, as Merry began to snore. Merry only snored when he had taken too much drink. That thought gave Frodo some comfort against the army of dwarves delving for mithril in his skull. At least Merry would feel like this when he awoke too.
Merry snorted and rolled over onto his side as Pip dug him firmly in the ribs. Neither cousin opened their eyes or spoke throughout, and Merry’s snores stopped. Frodo remembered them playing out similar scenes after parties in the Shire. How long ago that seemed. Would he ever regain that comfortable life? Read more about Waking Up …
Like the river, summer rolled by but Frodo could be neither enticed nor cajoled into the waters of the Brandywine.
“Remind me again why we invited the dwarves to visit instead of sending an envoy to them?” he demanded between winces.
Frodo touched his finger to a hidden spring and the little fob popped neatly in half. Inside were two tiny milk teeth.
By Vanessa Parry (alias: Elwen)
Word Count: 670
Summary: Frodo meets Tithen, Elrond’s cat, for the first time.
Frodo could not remember ever feeling so at peace and he gently scratched the neck of the warm furry mound on the floor at his side.
After the Council everyone craved his attention but he escaped swiftly to the sanctuary of his room. Carrying the One Ring from the Shire to Rivendell was one thing, but to take it all the way to Mordor and right into the Enemy’s lair was quiet another. Even now he did not understand what had made him speak up and the memory made his head spin and his stomach churn alarmingly. Read more about Tithen …
All about him he could hear the music of his companions. Aragorn and Boromir wove an ancient harmony of war and oath. Gandalf’s melody was strong and sure.
“She’s an orphan. The sole heiress of a goodly land, all hers when she turns 18. What’s more, her father left it in his will that she may have her choice of husband. ”
The tallest of them I had seen before, his name was Jack Lewis, and he came sauntering in like a conquering king in a new land. “Goodman,” he said, “Do you happen to have a rather spacious back-room in here?”