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Rivendell.

One of the places I most definitely don't want to be.

But still I find myself surrounded by these nasty three huggers, thanks to that bloody wizard.

If I didn't know better I would have thought he had planned this all along.

But even for Gandalf, everything that has happened, seems to far fetched.

It all started when we stopped at the old farm to set camp for the night.

I gave Fili and Kili the task to look after the ponies, told the others to get a fire going.

That ' s when Gandalf started blabbering, to himself at first, but soon enough it was directed at me.

He said we should move on, that we could make it to the hidden valley.

I told him I would not go there.

Then he started to nag about the elves being able to help us, that I should forgive them.

Like they were going to help us, those filthy elves had never helped us. Not with Erebor, not with Moria. So I did not need their help now either.

As I told him that, he stamped off in frustration, only to stop when the halfling asked where he was going.

" To seek the company of the only one who has any sense." His answer was.

And when the halfling asked who that might be, the wizard told him he was referring to himself.

Didn't seem quite right to me... , but well.

A few hours later we had dinner.

The hobbit went to bring food to Fili and Kili, who still were watching the ponies. At least that's what I thought they were doing.

Until they came running out of the bushes all of a sudden, screaming about trolls that had stolen the ponies and something about the halfling trying to save the ponies.

The entire company was on his feet in a few seconds, including me and we followed Fili and Kili to the troll camp.

Guess what happened, we were captured.

The trolls were holding the halfling on his arms and legs, threatening to rip them off if we didn't drop our weapons.

I still don't know what I was thinking, maybe I felt some kind of compassion for him.

I laid down my sword, and as I did so did the others.

We got put in bags, tied up to our necks. Then the trolls started to discuss how they could best cook us... what I found quite disturbing.

The halfling interfered in their discussion, telling them they didn't know how to cook dwarf.

Telling them they would need something stronger than sage to plate us up.

Because we stinked ? Peculiar little being he is that hobbit.

It bought us some time, but soon enough the trolls were tired of it and decided to eat us raw.

They were just about to eat Gloin when the hobbit told them to stop.

He told them Gloin was infested with worms and when they seemed to buy that, he told them we all were infested.

It led to a lot of comments from the others, screaming they did not have worms.

Until I kicked one of them and they finally realized what the halfling was trying to do.

The trolls didn't fall for his lies long though. Soon enough they realized he was lying.

And then all out of a sudden, Gandalf appeared on a huge rock, using his cane to split it in two, yelling. " The dawn will take you all."

As the first rays of light shone upon the trolls, they turned to stone.

The wizard then freed us out of our bags.

I asked him where he had been, on what he answered that he was looking ahead.

When I asked him what made him come back, he said looking back.

After we talked for a few minutes we went to search for the troll's cave.

It didn't take us long to find the cave and we went inside.

The smell inside was almost insufferable, maybe a good lesson for the hobbit, who clearly didn't know what stinking was.

As we went through the treasures that lay in the cave, I obtained Orcrist. A fine sword, made by elves, but still a fine sword.

Gandalf picked up a smaller sword, which looked more like a dagger to me, and gave it to the halfling.

The hobbit himself looked bewildered by the thought of carrying around a sword.

I doubted if he had any idea how to use it.

But with the dagger in his possession he could at least try to stab his beheader the next time he gets in trouble.

We gathered outside the cave and were just about to continue our journey when I heard something.

We all drew our weapons, ready for the attack, but the only thing coming out of the bushes was a peculiar looking figure on a sled that was led by rabbits.

And of course Gandalf knew him.

I learned the peculiar looking figure was another wizard, named Radagast the Brown.

Radagast needed to talk to Gandalf about the green wood. Apparently spel thank was wrong there.

They had only talked for a few minutes when a howl came, making all of us nervous.

The halfling asked if the howl came from a wolf.

It was not a wolf, it was something else and it was pretty close.

Then a growl came from the bushes behind us and we discovered warg scouts.

We managed to kill two of them, but more were on their way.

Then Gandalf started to accuse me of telling others about our quest, what I most certainly did not do.

When I asked him what was going on, he told me we were being hunted.

We had to get out of there as soon as possible.

Radagast wanted to distract the wargs, he wanted to lead them away from us.

Gandalf doubted he was able to do that, he was afraid the wargs would outrun him. But Radagast was quite sure that was not going to happen.

To be honest, I doubted he could do it too, but it appeared he could.

Well to make a long story short, we managed to run for a while before one of the wargs spotted us.

Kili shot him with an arrow, but it's shrieking warned the others.

As they came after us Gandalf led us into a tunnel and once we were inside a bunch of elves appeared and killed the orcs and their wargs.

One guess where we stranded when we followed the tunnel.

Of course in Rivendell.

We had dinner there, if you can call leaves and green food dinner.

Then lord Elrond was able to encrypt the map of Erebor.

He told us how and when we could open the hidden door to the mountain.

Not that I was excited about him snooping in my map. In my opinion the elf didn't have any business with our quest.

But at least we found out what it said and it seemed that we didn't have much time left to reach the lonely mountain.

After our meeting with lord Elrond, I decided to go for a little walk.

Although it was mostly green and some more green, the gardens of Rivendell had something beautiful about them. They were peaceful, they brought my head to rest, they stopped the constant stream of thoughts and doubts that had been bugging me for days.

That was until I heard Gandalf and Elrond talking..., about me.

Lord Elrond was expressing his concerns about me falling for the golden sickness, and although Gandalf was defending me, I still found the elf's concern correct.

The possibility is there, both my father and grandfather have fallen for the golden sickness, so why would I believe I won't be affected by it.

As they still were discussing the matter, and I was still listening, I saw the halfling standing behind me out of the corner of my eye. He probably had heard everything.

If he had asked me on that moment if I was ok, if I was alright, I would have told him I wasn't.

If he had asked me anything, I would have confided in him. Because I was afraid, I was scared and I needed someone to talk to.

I needed someone to comfort me and tell me everything was going to be ok, that everything was going to be fine in the end.

On that moment, even the halfling was good enough.

He didn't ask anything though, he didn't speak a word, he just stood there, staring at me with those big compassionate eyes.

It made me feel uncomfortable, so I left, not saying anything to him, not looking at him at all. I pretended I didn't know he was there.

And now I'm sitting here, writing. Waiting for the rest of the day to pass.

Tomorrow at dawn we will leave again.

I can't wait to get out of here.


Bilbo closed the journal and putted it on the night table again, letting out a big sigh.

" I loved Rivendell, you know?" He said, looking at the sleeping dwarf. " I hope to go back there someday. And I hope you will be accompanying me."

He let out another sigh when no reaction came, although he had expected it. There never came a reaction from the unconscious dwarf.

" Although you'd have to wake up first." Bilbo continued, taking the dwarfs hand in his. " Why won't you wake up? What is it you are so afraid of that you rather stay asleep then to wake up. I have forgiven you a long time ago. So I won't blame you for anything. None of us will."

Again there was no reaction, there was no sign the dwarf would wake up.

" I miss you." Bilbo said as he crawled upon the dwarf's bed, nesting himself against Thorin's body. " I really miss you."