Sam blinked, once twice, three times. oy... I've been reading too much of "There and Back Again", now even I'm seeing dragons!He shook his head, chuckled, and turned to go back inside his comfortable hobbit hole. Valar knows he and his wife would laugh over this sighting for a time! Not last week he had believed he'd seen Gandalf! And now the dragon of the White Tree! ...which seemed to be drawing other people's attention... which in turn meant it wasn't a figment of his mind... which then would mean... "Ohhhhhddeeaaar... this I 'magin cannot be good..." The creature seemed to be flying in circles, as if in an argument with itself. It finally reared and screamed, If thou cannot decide where to stop and where to go, then be gone!! I will drop the lot of you!! And a much fainter voice cried out a reply. The beast pulled in its wings and dived for the ground. A mile above it suddenly spread its wings and landed, (as daintily as you please), right in the center of his garden!
It was then that Samwise did something most hobbits would consider very foolish. ...But then again, after such adventures, Can we truly say Sam was like most hobbits?
"Get yourself from there!! You foolish thing! I don't care if you be a dragon; you're standing in my sasquash!!" For a moment he thought the beast was laughing at him, but the voice was to much lighter, it sounded... it sounded like... "...Mr. Frodo?" He couldn't help it, couldn't stop the hope that rose in him, or the tears that started to flow when a familiar form slid onto the ground, couldn't stop his feet from moving, his arms from reaching any more than he could stop his exclamation "Frodo!" as the two of them crashed to the ground, crying, laughing...
Gandalf sighed, this would complicate things... he knew it, but perhaps... perhaps a small complication wouldn't matter. The dragon bellow him huffed. Bilbo chuckled slightly and patted the wizard on the back. "Ah well old friend, its good to see, and it's only a small delay..."
...It was of course then that Merry and Pippin appeared.
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Aragorn looked up, over his shoulder, around the room, "...humph." He sighed and reclined back into the chair. There were day he wondered if this duty of his made him at least a tiny bit paranoid. He sighed, Legolas was traveling abroad with Gimli still, as they had been for many fortnights. Also he knew where the hobbits dwelled, Merry and Pippin had also taken a liking to traveling, but were now visiting the shire to congratulate Sam on being elected mayor, (yet again.) So for now he was alone. Arwen smiled at him, "You are humphing again, and you do that so often now." He shook his head and smiled. "Were you not a moment ago ensuring our son didn't destroy the kingdom?" She laughed. "Yes, but it seems he has now taken more interest in destroying Faramir, Eowyn and their children than your kingdom." Aragorn stifled a laugh, "...Poor Faramir, as if the man is not strung tightly enough!"
"I cannot take it anymore my Leigh! Off with you!! Off I say! Augh! Help! Aragorn, Arwen!!" The boy laughed as the helpless steward collapsed in despair, and Aragorn practically roared with mirth as he watched the mischievous boys mother take pity on his steward and retrieve him. "Oh, come now Faramir! Surely he is no worse than yours?" The horrified look that Faramir dealt him doubled him over again in gasping laughs. "Oh I assure you! There is a great difference between a future steward and a future king! For example, I can handle a future steward! But this child!!" Arwen shook her head, and followed the boy as he ran back outside to wreak more havoc than ought to be humanly possible.
"You may have a point there... but I think not, he is not so hard to handle if one goes about it properly." "Faramir scoffed, "thus says the only one who can control him! You have no right to speak of it!" The steward seemed to relax, and moved beside Aragorn to sit down. "The hobbits have gone to the shire?" Aragorn nodded, "Yes, and Legolas and Gimli are yet to show themselves, it is just us my friend." Faramir sighed. "I may regret saying this, but I feel the yearning for... for I do not know what, for something, something that is not here." Aragorn smiled. "I fear I know that feeling well, though I don't share it with you now, for I rid my system of that years ago. You have not yet strayed throughout your life far from here, have you Faramir?" The steward shook his head, "Nay, I have not."
Aragorn smiled, "it is natural for one to wish to wander in their lives at least for a time. That is all my friend, you are merely in need of a change of scenery." The steward regarded him a moment, "You believe so?" Aragorn nodded. "Take a time of leave, travel, visit other places and then return. You will be the better for it."
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"Admit it Elf, we've taken a wrong turn, and the fault is yours!" Legolas pretended he had lost his hearing as well as his sense of direction. This path was not the right one, this he knew. It could lead anywhere, this he also knew. Where had they gone astray? That was what he didn't know. "You could be more help instead of simply grunting to me, do you know these woods?" The dwarf ruffled his beard for a moment, and then regarded the trees about them intently. "...Nay, I know not there woods, woods are not the place for a dwarf!" The Elven prince sighed, "I doubt not that if I had let you have your way, we would be making this entire journey through caves."
"And if we had done that, as was sensible. We Wouldn't Be Lost!" High above them an eagle screamed, and Legolas's brow furrowed in confusion. "We have not strayed so far... so far that we would be near the misty mountains? I think not, and yet... this place has that feeling..." Gimli looked around them in some puzzlement, but quickly dismissed it. "Nay, you cannot be right. We are nowhere near that area, or at least, we ought not be. But if we are, we shall know soon enough, mountains are a rather hard landmark to miss." Legolas groaned, "And should we be, I fear I know how the rest of our journey will be traveled!" Gimli grinned a very dwarven grin. "...Through caves, perhaps?"