Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
The lines :
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
The rings were on that day given away to the clans of middle earth, although the power over threw the humans. Had the day finally come when the one that gave them away regretted not giving them to the hobbits? Join me in the adventures of what would have happened had the hobbits had the 9 rings given to the human men.
Frodo, Bilbo, Sam, Mary, Pippin, Simly, Goten, Henkiy and Ropsle. the 9 Hobbits to receive the rings, handing to them eternal youth and happiness in random forms, but the price they pay is great, and only 4 will live to see another spring day.
Stretch. Yawn. "Ah, Good Mornin' Mr frodo." Spoke Ropsle. "Nice of ya' to stop by to wake me." Ropsle smiled to Frodo and stood. Stretching once agian she gave her old friend a hug and looked around her house, the house that now seemed so small compared to all she had seen on the story she will soon tell. A hobbits veiw. So small within a large world. But from her eyes, and her voice, you will witness a journey so breath taking, so dangerous, so bold, in such details, you will think you yourself were there by her side, as the 9 chosen hobbits of the Shire set out to save middle earth just as Frodo, Sam Mary and Pippin did in those days long ago lost to the tides of time.
"Frodo, My friend. When ever did you return from the Elvin lands? I thought you were to stay gone for a life time and ever?" Ropsle said as she stepped back to take a good look at her friend. A small laugh escaped Frodo as he spoke in response. "Oh Ropsle. You truly believe I would miss you and Sam's birthdays? Not on my life, I would first jump into the pits of hell were Gandolf fell to before hand." they both laughed then hugged once more. Ropsle then went to get her coat and hat. "Today is a good day for me, but if you don't know already, it's been an awful week for Sam.." " You didn't only come for our sakes did you...?" Ropsle asked, suddenly suspicious. Frodo shook his head. "I'm sorry Ropsle..I did lie to you…I didn't come only for your birthdays, You and Sam's, I came back also to tell you…that..well..The dwarfs have fallen..corrupted while mining close to the death place of the ring..they have been endlessly trying to break through the walls of the volcano..some have died. But it seems that the ring has become more powerful then before, and even now I feel it. And it haunts my every step. My every breath, I don't want to go back…But I have to..I don't want to go at it alone.. I'm trying to gather. A new form of the fellowship..of the ring.." It took Ropsle only a moment to decide what she was to do. "I'm going with you then Frodo baggins.." she said as she walked to an old chest by the fire place and opened it. Inside lay a silver sword givin to her from the sirens of Galdenvaile. A sharp blade with a lureing power. Enamies fall to there knees before it.. There by Ropsles side, stood frodo, gazing upon the blade that could lure him to it, to his death, Ropsle placed the blade in its cover of dried sea weed and looked to frodo. "Once we gather the others, I'll make you all amune to the lure of the blade of sirins…I wouldn't want my friends to die by my blade.only my foe's shall taste it's cold claims to death.." Ropsles eyes went cold as she spoke. Ropsle was a nice hobbit who never started trouble and was friends to all in the shire. But make no mistake, she is a worthy aponent in battle as she weilds a blade no other hobbit could claim there own, and very few humans could either.
Frodo let out a sigh and nodded. "Let us find Sam then, what ever happened to him anyways this week, of the hard ship in which you speak?" asked frodo as he grabbed his coat and put it on. Sleeve by sleeve. " His wife..She passed..1 week ago today…" frodo stopped as he heard the words and looked to his feet, shaking his head. "Poor sam.. Maybe he better stay at the shire with the other hobbits, maybe she should not bother him with talk of adventure." Ropsle shook her head at frodo and glared. "Do you know nothing Frodo? Leaveing him to rot in the house he lost his love in would be far worse then talk of adventure.let us find him now." Demanded ropsle as she placed her blade on her belt, then opened a small box above her fire place and took a silver ring from the velvet safty in which it had just layn. Placeing it on her finger she looked to frodo. " Shall we be off then?" she asked with a smile. Frodo nodded and walkd to the door. As then left Ropsle looked over her shoulder one last time. For it may be the last time she would see her door way. Her home. Her safty.
They walked down the road. Hearing whispers as frodo walked she glared to the people who were muttering."Disturber of the piece." "Getting' us hobbits involved with the elvin business." Ropsle used to be a nice girl..now look." Look at that Frodo. Grown and gone." None of them understood. None of them ever would. When we leave here, this day, I fear I may not come back again. Thought Ropsle as she hurried her pace to match that of frodos. "Frodo, lets hurry. We needn't stay for long fare wells" Whisperd Ropsle as she grabbed Frodos wrist and pulled him quicker to Sams house.
Knock Knock Knock! "Hello? Sam? It's Frodo and Ropsle." Click. The door slowly opened as a frail version of what sam once was now stood infront of them. "Sam…" frodo muttered as he hugged his friend. "Come with us, No questions, It'll be better then if you stayed here..It'll be like old times.." Ropsle nodded to what Frodo said. " Yes Sam, Just like old times…" Ropsle said.