Time went on.
The sky shed snow that was soft and sweet over the woodlands and the broken fortress.
An old warrior crossed the sea following the path of light that no longer lit the sky anywhere but his memories.
A father returned home to the open arms of his children. A daughter cultivated favors worth more than gold, and the soldier watched over her from afar before they were summoned home.
A weary and heartbroken people saw their forest heal day after day, and ventured out further from their mountain fortress. They looked west, hoping to soon see the light of their four heroes light the world once more.
A son prepared to find his father, and to retake his homeland.
A Hobbit was called upon in his home in the hill.
