Chapter 2
Meeting of Old Friends Outside in the Shire the wind howled like an injured animal wailing for help, but there was no one to help it. Just like now. Sam could feel it, something was about to happen but no thoughts came to his feeble brain. If something were to happen who would come? The elves? They had all sailed to the undying lands with the rest of their kin. Would the dwarfs come? Dwarfs only cared about their own good fortune and cared nothing of the world of men. Would men come? Would men fight for the good of Middle-Earth?
But what was coming? All of evil had fallen or so they thought when Frodo had thrown the Ring into the fires of Mount Doom along with the evil creature Gullum. But what no one knew except the one who could see all, that a new evil had risen and that that evil would try to take over Middle- Earth once again for power and glory.
As Sam walked through his underground house the little blue envelop grew heavier and heavier. And Sam noticed these things going on and was greatly puzzled by them. ''What sort of magic was this? Was it meant so a certain person would not inherit this somewhat important letter?'' Thought after thought raced through his mind as he walked down the narrow hallway. A sort of fear filled his body and he could feel his heart pounding powerfully in his chest. He came to his kitchen and laid the letter delicately on the wooden table. He could hear his blood pumping through his veins and his muscles tightening. Slowly he picked up the letter and ripped it open. The envelope was made of a tough material able to withstand any sort of weather and condition. He pulled out of the envelope, a small card. On the card was a message written neatly with ink.
Be of ware Samwise Gamgee for a new evil is arising that now only you are aware of. Be aware of this danger and always stay on your guard. For the people of Middle-Earth need your assistance for only yours you can give.
This message was quite clear. But Sam's mind could not picture this, as it should be.
"How could a new evil be arising? Wasn't all evil destroyed? Was our journey for nothing?" This letter was not signed but only a warning to him personally. But who should fight for Middle-Earth but Sam? Was he to fight alone?
All kinds of thoughts triggered in his mind. He had been right. Something was going to happen. Something far worse then that of before. But one thought lingered in his intellect, who was the unspecified deliverer of the small package? Was he the writer of the letter or just a deliver? He had not seen the creature but knew of its existence. He could not think he decided that in the morning he would go to his acquaintances and tell them about his message.
He walked down the long hallway once again to their bedroom to find Rose fast a sleep. He would not dare tell her about this until he knew more about it for his own good. He did not want to burden her with worries just yet. The time with his family was ending; he could feel it. He crept beside the bed, and changed out of his well-worn clothes. He leaned over and kissed Rose daintily not to wake her. He remembered the time they had met. It was two years before Bilbo's ellevendy first birthday. But the time would come when he would have to leave her and all would be lost.
He laid back into the soft bed made of goose feathers, and fell asleep not knowing what tomorrow would bring.
Outside the world was changing from summer to autumn. The atmosphere grew cold and the trees began to fade. Everything began to look depressed and lonely. And everyday as Sam woke up he thought of his best friend Mr. Frodo and wondered what his life contained now. Was he thinking of him as he did the same? Sam felt lonely now in his life without anyone to talk to. Without anyone to discuss his problems. Without anyone to share his feelings. Sure there was the Shire folk but their problems were different that his. They did not go on a 2-year adventure and face the most horrid and terrifying creatures in Middle-Earth. The only ones that understood were Meridoc Brandybuck and Perigrin Took . Surely they would understand and help him. But Sam would need much more help than that. It all though depended on the danger there was and that he did not know. After he had eaten and dressed, he set off down the road to the houses of Master Brandybuck and Master Took. He was apprehensive that their minds had slipped out of the thought of remembering who he was since it had been 5 long years.
The gravel from the newly graded road slipped between his hairy toes as he walked slowly. The sunshine shone on the dying flowers and the wind slowed. It would not be long now before a white blanket would cover the land and hide everything from the sun's view. In the east though it never snowed. Only in the mountains where the atmosphere was thin and climate cold is where it ever snowed. The road was long to the house of his friends, almost a distance of 1 mile. It took a great deal of time to get there but soon enough he came across the house of Merry and next door, the house of Pippin. Pippin was married but they didn't go a day without visiting one another.
Sam walked up to the door and knocked heavily at it. The door opened and there stood Merry.
"Sam?" He asked with question in his voice.
"Yes it is I. He said. My good friend how are you?'' "Well come in, yes come in.''
The sweet smell of second breakfast filled his house. And the inside looked a bit much like that of his own. Inside sat Pippin eating a roll and drinking hot tea.
"Sam?" he asked.
"Pip!" replied Sam walking over and shaking his hand in greeting.
"So how has my old friend been?" Merry asked.
"Not so well I'm afraid. You see I have received a letter that is quite disturbing." He pulled out the letter and showed it to Merry. He looked at it closely and threw it down. He then reached into his own vest pocket and pulled out a message as well.
"Here, I have received the same."
"How could this be?" he asked with an unsure tone.
"I don't know my dear friend, I just don't know."
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Meeting of Old Friends Outside in the Shire the wind howled like an injured animal wailing for help, but there was no one to help it. Just like now. Sam could feel it, something was about to happen but no thoughts came to his feeble brain. If something were to happen who would come? The elves? They had all sailed to the undying lands with the rest of their kin. Would the dwarfs come? Dwarfs only cared about their own good fortune and cared nothing of the world of men. Would men come? Would men fight for the good of Middle-Earth?
But what was coming? All of evil had fallen or so they thought when Frodo had thrown the Ring into the fires of Mount Doom along with the evil creature Gullum. But what no one knew except the one who could see all, that a new evil had risen and that that evil would try to take over Middle- Earth once again for power and glory.
As Sam walked through his underground house the little blue envelop grew heavier and heavier. And Sam noticed these things going on and was greatly puzzled by them. ''What sort of magic was this? Was it meant so a certain person would not inherit this somewhat important letter?'' Thought after thought raced through his mind as he walked down the narrow hallway. A sort of fear filled his body and he could feel his heart pounding powerfully in his chest. He came to his kitchen and laid the letter delicately on the wooden table. He could hear his blood pumping through his veins and his muscles tightening. Slowly he picked up the letter and ripped it open. The envelope was made of a tough material able to withstand any sort of weather and condition. He pulled out of the envelope, a small card. On the card was a message written neatly with ink.
Be of ware Samwise Gamgee for a new evil is arising that now only you are aware of. Be aware of this danger and always stay on your guard. For the people of Middle-Earth need your assistance for only yours you can give.
This message was quite clear. But Sam's mind could not picture this, as it should be.
"How could a new evil be arising? Wasn't all evil destroyed? Was our journey for nothing?" This letter was not signed but only a warning to him personally. But who should fight for Middle-Earth but Sam? Was he to fight alone?
All kinds of thoughts triggered in his mind. He had been right. Something was going to happen. Something far worse then that of before. But one thought lingered in his intellect, who was the unspecified deliverer of the small package? Was he the writer of the letter or just a deliver? He had not seen the creature but knew of its existence. He could not think he decided that in the morning he would go to his acquaintances and tell them about his message.
He walked down the long hallway once again to their bedroom to find Rose fast a sleep. He would not dare tell her about this until he knew more about it for his own good. He did not want to burden her with worries just yet. The time with his family was ending; he could feel it. He crept beside the bed, and changed out of his well-worn clothes. He leaned over and kissed Rose daintily not to wake her. He remembered the time they had met. It was two years before Bilbo's ellevendy first birthday. But the time would come when he would have to leave her and all would be lost.
He laid back into the soft bed made of goose feathers, and fell asleep not knowing what tomorrow would bring.
Outside the world was changing from summer to autumn. The atmosphere grew cold and the trees began to fade. Everything began to look depressed and lonely. And everyday as Sam woke up he thought of his best friend Mr. Frodo and wondered what his life contained now. Was he thinking of him as he did the same? Sam felt lonely now in his life without anyone to talk to. Without anyone to discuss his problems. Without anyone to share his feelings. Sure there was the Shire folk but their problems were different that his. They did not go on a 2-year adventure and face the most horrid and terrifying creatures in Middle-Earth. The only ones that understood were Meridoc Brandybuck and Perigrin Took . Surely they would understand and help him. But Sam would need much more help than that. It all though depended on the danger there was and that he did not know. After he had eaten and dressed, he set off down the road to the houses of Master Brandybuck and Master Took. He was apprehensive that their minds had slipped out of the thought of remembering who he was since it had been 5 long years.
The gravel from the newly graded road slipped between his hairy toes as he walked slowly. The sunshine shone on the dying flowers and the wind slowed. It would not be long now before a white blanket would cover the land and hide everything from the sun's view. In the east though it never snowed. Only in the mountains where the atmosphere was thin and climate cold is where it ever snowed. The road was long to the house of his friends, almost a distance of 1 mile. It took a great deal of time to get there but soon enough he came across the house of Merry and next door, the house of Pippin. Pippin was married but they didn't go a day without visiting one another.
Sam walked up to the door and knocked heavily at it. The door opened and there stood Merry.
"Sam?" He asked with question in his voice.
"Yes it is I. He said. My good friend how are you?'' "Well come in, yes come in.''
The sweet smell of second breakfast filled his house. And the inside looked a bit much like that of his own. Inside sat Pippin eating a roll and drinking hot tea.
"Sam?" he asked.
"Pip!" replied Sam walking over and shaking his hand in greeting.
"So how has my old friend been?" Merry asked.
"Not so well I'm afraid. You see I have received a letter that is quite disturbing." He pulled out the letter and showed it to Merry. He looked at it closely and threw it down. He then reached into his own vest pocket and pulled out a message as well.
"Here, I have received the same."
"How could this be?" he asked with an unsure tone.
"I don't know my dear friend, I just don't know."
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