Forgotten
His name is in no history book. He is not written about in any song or tale. No one cared when he died. There was no touching funeral service, no friends dressed in black, mourning their loss. He lived alone, family far away. He was never really noticed. There were no invites to, "join our game of cards", no requests of "won't you stay for dinner?" A crotchety old coot, some called him. And while he may have been a crotchety old coot, he was also a lonely one.
There won't be any stories old about him. No thrilling tales told to delight the children. He is forgotten now, that first casualty of the horrible war. In an instant, he was gone.
A new gatekeeper of Bree was eventually selected, but when asked what happened to the old one, the people would merely scratch their heads and say, "Why that's funny. I can't rightly remember.
He was never remembered.
