The Rune
By
SessouFelidae
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Middle Earth © J.R.R. Tolkien
Time Quintet © Madeline L'Engle
Chapter 1: "At Eä, In this fateful hour…"
The sitting room of Bag End shone bright and warm as the sunlight filtered through the window. The cheery comfort that seemed to glow from the very walls of the inviting room gave a feel of home and hearth at its finest.
Bilbo Baggins, the owner of the smial, felt completely content. The warm feeling and the complete peace that seemed to permeate the Shire where he lived left him with a sense that all was right in the world.
A shadow abruptly covered the windows, choking out the light, and a stench of decay seemed to waft through the room. Bilbo blinked once, then twice. Had that really just happened?
Regardless the peaceful feelings were placed with a sense of alarm as well as a bone deep need to run. Flee to safety. Escape the shadow.
It wasn't safe.
The master of Bag End did none of these. The practical Baggins side asserted itself. It was only a cloud passing over the sun. Nothing more. This is the Shire after all, nonesuch fanciful stories that he loved as a child ever happened fact he might have just been daydreaming. It wasn't that surprising after all.
Still, something in Bilbo doubtfully whispered, there was something just...unnatural about the event. He felt the disturbing memories of the dark winter. The Fell Winter. A time when true darkness seemed to stretch out its hand and touch the Shire.
Before he could wander down darker roads and allow his imagination to takeover, loud barking broke Bilbo of his distracted state and memories. THe respectable hobbit shook his head. Too long had he dwelt on the 'Maybe's' and 'Could Have Been's' of years past. Of dreams of adventures, heroic acts and his loving parents.
And the fact he hid from the world at large becaue it ws safer and far, far more predictable. Hobbiton and the Shire hadn't changed in many a year and mliek the nature of most of its inhabitants, it probalbly never would.
Bilbo looked to his clock and almost fell over in shock. 'My goodness where had the time gone? And what was that confounded racket?'
And then it the barking stopped.
To Be Continued…
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A/N: Let's experiment shall we?
4/14/2015, 6/14/15