FRODO: I think this is a bad idea.
LEGOLAS: You speak for us all.
THIA: What's a bad idea? Cheering up our friends?
SAM: No, ma'am... making us read these stories.
KRISTEN: We're authors. We never claimed to be nice.
LEGOLAS: ...or smart...
THIA: Watch it, elf-boy. You're going to turn up in Ringsbane sooner or later, and I'm perfectly willing to make your experience quite interesting indeed.
[LEGOLAS mutters something extremely uncomplimentary in Sindarin about sadistic authors, but subsides.]
KRISTEN: I liked your Balrog threat better.
THIA: No, I think there already is Legolas/Balrog fic out there.
KRISTEN: ...moving right along. Roll fic!
A Second Time Around
GIMLI: Second time for what? My elf and I were hardly separate from Lothlorien on.
FRODO: Always a bad sign.
Legolas stared out over the water lost deep in thought.
LEGOLAS: Water? Where am I?
He was remembering the whole fellowship.
He missed them all dearly, but one he missed the most....
FRODO: Oh no. Please no.
that dear little one stuck in his mind and in his heart,
KRISTEN: That sounds painful.
although he wouldn't admit it.
FRODO: No! Don't admit it! Be strong!
There was just something about that little halfling, almost as if he was part something... but Legolas couldn't place what.
SAM: Sounds to me like some people took that 'fairy wife' story entirely too seriously.
His eyes especially told that he had something in him, something that made him different from all others.
LEGOLAS: Possession of blue contact lenses!
GIMLI: Because we wouldn't be able to recognize it without a clear label, I suppose.
Legolas was trying to remain calm, but his nerves were about to snap, then he would choke the stupid dwarf.
LEGOLAS: What, during the council?
"I'll take the ring, though I don't know the way," A voice said softly.
THIA: Whose voice?
Legolas turned a look of astonishment on his face. He realized everyone else was in much the same way. The little halfling had a lot of courage.
FRODO: All right, I've had quite enough of the 'little', thank you.
In that moment Legolas almost saw what he could have sworn to be magic in the little one's eyes.
GIMLI: Blinded by the contact lenses, no doubt.
Yes, he would protect the little one with his life.
*End of Flash*
KRISTEN: A flash? And I missed it? I'm so disappointed.
Smiling softly, he remembered how Frodo loved the elves and their language. He could have sang every song he knew and Frodo would still want more.
LEGOLAS: Sung. I could have sung every song I knew.
"Are you Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of upper Mirkwood Forest, "A soft feminine voice asked in elfish,
[LEGOLAS makes soft whimpering noises of pain.]
but to Legolas's surprise it wasn't JUST elfish, it was ancient elfish, that of the Sidhe.
FRODO: Eru, no. Please no.
Sidhe were one of the most ancient races of elves, they had come from a far off land and taken up hiding in the deepest part of Mirkwood Forest.
GIMLI: Which deepest part?
They were feared by men and dwarves alike,
GIMLI: Because my people know a -- what was that term? -- a Mary Sue when we see one.
though not many people had seen them and it was unheard of for them to communicate with those outside of their race.
THIA: Ancient, hides in the forest, never talks to any non-elves any more... so, basically, she's a Galadriel rip-off.
Legolas turned and saw a young elven girl (Young in Elf standards at least)
LEGOLAS: Under fifty?
She had long waist length curly dark hair and sea green eyes, on her head were three dots going down the middle of her forehead. The marks of the Sidhe.
THIA: Oh my God, it's the Star Trek theory of races!
"I am Legolas, "Legolas stared at the girl puzzled.
LEGOLAS: How, exactly, can I 'stare' a sentence?
"I am in need of your help, Prince of Mirkwood. We have summoned someone from the East here on a most important note.
THIA: I'm fairly sure I missed something in there.
We are in need of someone to go and meet him at the inn in Bree and make sure he is protected and not followed.
THIA: And if it is Frodo, he might need help crossing the Misty Mountains, too. Just maybe. In case he forgot they were there or something.
He will be recognized by a chain he will be wearing around his neck. It will be silver and have a leaf pendant on it. If you do this my people will be everly grateful."
KRISTEN, as the Mary Sue: Not very grammatical, but still grateful.
Legolas didn't have to think about it before he agreed, "I will my lady..."
LEGOLAS, as himself: Why, certainly, I don't mind a months-long journey out of my home territory and through some of the most dangerous places on Middle-Earth! Why should I mind!
"Treilian, and I thank you Prince of Mirkwood,
FRODO, experimentally: Prince. Of Mirkwood.
you will need to leave as soon as possible.
LEGOLAS, as himself: Well, yes, if I expect to get to Bree before the end of the year.
We will await your return."
THIA: Not that they have much choice.
Treilian smiled and watched Legolas walk off,
KRISTEN: Well, yeah, that is a fun past-time... put down the ax, Gimli, I was only commenting.
he would be a major part in her half-brothers life, he already was, and they would both help save their world.
FRODO: Half-brother? Half-brother?
~ Miles away in the Shire ~
SAM: Because we never would have guessed how far away it was without the author saying something.
Frodo opened the package and something fell into his hand, he then opened the letter and began to read.
FRODO: Wasteful packaging, that.
Dear Mr. Frodo Baggins,
You do not know me, but I am Trielian of the Sidhe who reside in Mirkwood Forest.
FRODO, as himself: Another begging letter, oh bother. [He mimes throwing the letter away.]
There is something that you need to know, but I cannot write it in such a letter,
LEGOLAS: What sort of letter could you write it in?
so I am asking you to begin a journey over the Great East Road toward Mirkwood.
FRODO: ...with me in the sort of health I enjoyed after the Ring-quest? She has got to be joking.
Please wear the charm enclosed and do not take it off for anything.
THIA, as Treilian: You can take everything else off, but not that.
All of your many questions will be answered on arrival in Mirkwood.
FRODO, as himself: Dear Treilian, who are you? How did you get my address? And what do I have to pay you in order to make sure you never, ever come here?
GIMLI: What, no 'of the Sidhe' this time?
Frodo looked at the necklace in his hand a second before putting it on and going to pack. This time he would travel alone. No Sam, Merry, or Pippin. Just himself and his thoughts.
THIA: Dude. What the hell?
GIMLI: ...all that was still the prologue?
Legolas entered the Prancing Pony hood drawn up over his head so he wouldn't get any unwanted attention.
KRISTEN: BWA-HA-HA! Oh, wait, was that supposed to be serious?
He quietly made his way to the corner away from everyone,
SAM: There's a specific corner for that sort of thing? Wish we'd known that when we went.
as he went he tried to check out everyone in the place
LEGOLAS, as himself: Let's see, too tall... too short... not bad, but needs a beard to be really attractive...
to see if any of them wore a necklace like the one the Sidhe had described.... no one was... Then he saw someone he'd never expected to see again.
"FRODO?" He exclaimed.
FRODO, as himself: Shh! The name's Underhill.
Frodo glanced up at a familiar voice, a grin split his face, and he launched himself at the elf for a hug.
LEGOLAS: ...and knocked me over.
Gripping Legolas still he looked up and met the elves amused gaze.
KRISTEN, as Legolas: Who are you, who looks like Frodo and acts like a ten-year-old?
Legolas couldn't help but laugh as Frodo hugged him, when he pulled back he noticed something strange,
THIA: The author had forgotten what a period was!
Frodo showed no signs of aging, he looked allot like he had when they had first met. That's when he felt it, the same kind of almost magic in Frodo.
THIA and KRISTEN, singing: It's a kind of magic...
"Come Little One
FRODO: Legolas? I'm going to have to kill you now.
lets sit and tell me why you are adventuring out of the Shire, "Legolas ruffled Frodo's hair affectionately.
KRISTEN: Frodo was, um, fifty when the Quest started, right? Not ten?
As Frodo sat he kept sneaking glances at Legolas, if it were possible the elf had grown more beautiful since he had last seen him.
THIA: It's that rinse he uses.
"So tell me Frodo, why are you come here of all places,"
KRISTEN, as Frodo: To find a missing comma. There's so many scattered all over the place that I thought I could find one here.
Legolas was slightly amused by the looks the Hobbit kept sneaking at him, wondering what they meant.
THIA, as Frodo: Was he the one who gave Mary Sue my address? Dammit, I knew I should've just taken off with Bilbo when I had the chance.
"I was asked to go to..." Frodo was cut off as a man burst into the inn, fear evident on his face.
"THEY HAVE TAKEN THE SHIRE!!" He announced.
SAM: Taken it where?
The whole room erupted into a commotion of voices so loud it was hard to tell them apart as people swarmed to the man.
THIA: Much like the language the author just used.
"Why would anyone...?"
SAM: Yes, that certainly sounds like rapid talk of a crowd.
"WE'RE DOOMED!!IT WAS ORCS!!!" He exclaimed before passing out, now the whole room went deadly silent.
GIMLI: And, just for good measure, an excess of exclamation points.
Legolas stole a glance at Frodo, who was holding onto a chain around his neck, face pale, and then shoved himself through the crowd as the man was slowly regaining consciousness.
FRODO: Why the chain? Why not, say, the thing on the chain?
"What happened to the hobbits?" Frodo demanded of the man who looked at him with pity in his eyes.
KRISTEN: Wait a minute -- did or did not the paragraph just before this say that Legolas pushed through to stand by the man, etcetera?
"They was captured, taken away, young master, the darkness is growing again."
THIA: Oh, is that where the periods went?
There was no sound in the room except heavy breathing.
KRISTEN: ...never mind. I'm not going there.
Frodo felt Legolas come up behind him and lay a hand on his shoulder.
SAM: That better not be an explanation of the heavy breathing.
Legolas watched Frodo let go of the necklace in his hand and froze, it wasa silver leaf... he was whom he was to escort to Mirkwood.
FRODO: I still want to know what happened to Arwen's crystal.
"Tha ml chas air ceann mo naimhdean" Frodo whispered in a soft voice.
Legolas stared at him shocked, as did the rest of the room,
GIMLI, as the rest of the room: Oi, the hobbit's drunk!
he had just uttered a language that no one had heard in a public place for centuries, he'd spoken in the Sidhe language.
LEGOLAS: Gaelic doesn't exist in Middle-earth!
"My foot is on the head of my enemies," Legolas murmured, "come Frodo we must talk in private."
KRISTEN: Why, Legolas, we didn't know you cared.
Legolas lead him upstairs into a room,
KRISTEN: Is that supposed to be a description or a command?
the rest of the inn's occupants staring at them in shock. They had a bad feeling about all of what had transpired a bad feeling.
THIA: Just in case you were feeling too settled in a single point of view...
SAM: Does that mean we can stop now?
Frodo sat down next to Legolas, but thinking about the Shire and his friends. His friends, Sam, Merry, Pippin, were they ok?
SAM: Oh, now you've remembered we're there.
He began to shake, and soon found himself pulled into Legolas's lap with strong arms around him.
SAM, fingering the Frying Pan of Doom ominously: Whose strong arms?
"It'll be ok little one it'll be ok," Legolas whispered into Frodo's hair, while rocking the now crying hobbit back and forth, "I will accompany you to Mirkwood, and will never leave your side."
FRODO: Wait a minute -- have I told him that I'm going to Mirkwood?
KRISTEN: Because we were bored.
Frodo's voice was muffled into Legolas's chest, making Legolas smile slightly.
THIA: Because you know how cute Frodo is when his voice is muffled.
"Because as I was sitting by the lake and thinking, a young Sidhe by the name of Treilian came to me and asked me to come to this very inn and travel with someone with that very necklace. So you see, I'll be with you every step of the way, when you need me and even when you don't."
Frodo smiled and looked up at Legolas then frowned softly, "what about the Orcs? How are they still alive?"
FRODO: That's it? No more worry about Sam? No more questions about who this 'Treilian' creature is, or what she thinks she's doing? Just about the Orcs?
"I'm not sure little on,
FRODO: Little on what?
I'm not sure, but we will find out in time, but tonight we must rest, we start our journey tomorrow, so go to sleep and I will watch you."
LEGOLAS: That's it? He cries for five minutes and then he just falls asleep?
Legolas told him, but kept his arms around him, he wouldn't say it, but he was worried, the last time orcs were around they were after Frodo and he wouldn't let anything happen to him,
FRODO: ...I don't believe this.
besides, it felt nice to have someone's head on his shoulder and knowing that they were trusting of him enough to fall asleep in his presence.
KRISTEN: Well, Gimli?
They left the next day and began to travel; they reached Mirkwood with no instances of orcs or anything.
LEGOLAS: We passed through the Misty Mountains with no orcs?
Little did they know as they journeyed into Mirkwood, that soon would all change.
FRODO: Oh, no, no suspicion whatsoever. I take strolls to Mirkwood for pleasure. No hint that my life might change.
Legolas glanced at Frodo and froze a look of shock on his face. On Frodo's forehead were three dots, the Sidhe marks.
"Legolas what is it," Frodo asked noticing the look on his face and becoming worried.
LEGOLAS, as himself: Nothing. Lost a question mark, nothing serious.
Legolas got on his knees and stared into Frodo's eyes; "There is more to you than meets the eye, little one, much more."
THIA, as Gandalf: I think there's more to this hobbit than meets the eye.
Frodo was very surprised at his but before he could ask he was interrupted by a beautiful voice.
SAM: Very surprised at his what? Or shouldn't I ask?
"Ahhh... Prince of Mirkwood,
SAM: Prince. Of Mirkwood.
you have returned and brought with you our visitor." A voice said in common speech, but with a heavy accent
KRISTEN: And no period. Oh, wait, no, the period's just mysteriously transplanted to... somewhere else.
Turning Frodo saw a young woman, he knew her he almost felt, he smiled,
FRODO: No. No, I didn't.
"Hello, are you the one who sent for me?"
KRISTEN, as Treilian: No, I'm her evil stepsister.
"I am, now I am sure you wonder why I, a Sidhe, have sent for you a hobbit?"
FRODO: Now that you mention it.
She smiled softly, "come we will continue to my home and there you will be told." She began walking and turned, and with a grin, said, "Come on, I won't bite."
GIMLI: We never suspected you of being a werewolf, lady.
As they began going deeper into the woods Frodo began to feel a sense of home of belonging seep into his very existence,
FRODO: And then I shook it off, because Mirkwood looks a lot more like the Old Forest than it does like the Shire, thank you very much.
and it made him want to sing.
ALL, a la Monty Python: NO SINGING!
Legolas watched as Frodo smiled a soft smile and his eyes shined.
THIA: There's a joke there waiting to be made about shoe-polish, Frodo's eyes, and how the proper past tense of 'shine' is 'shone', because 'shined' implies the application of the aforementioned shoe polish to Frodo's eyes, but I'm not quite sure how to phrase it.
He could see a change coming over the hobbit, but wasn't sure exactly how.
LEGOLAS: Raw manipulation by the author, maybe?
Then Treiliana stopped and began to sing in a soft voice.
KRISTEN: Wait a moment. Wasn't she 'Treilian' before?
"Ba Dheas an la go oiche
THIA, singing: Fig-ar-o, Fig-ar-o, Fig-ar-o!
As she was singing a white light began emanating from the part of the woods in front of them, she continued the song.
KRISTEN and THIA: BLINDED BY THE LIGHT!
"Ma shiulaim o na leatha beo
KRISTEN, singing: Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamsidivy...
As the last note of the song echoed through the woods as beautiful city appeared.
LEGOLAS: As readers wondered where the rest of the sentence was.
It reminded both Frodo and Legolas of Lorien except looked far older and more mystical.
LEGOLAS: Lorien is the forest. The city is Caras Galadhon.
Treiliana turned and smiled, "Welcome home, little brother," She said to Frodo.
FRODO: Excuse me, I think I'm going to be ill.
LEGOLAS: How much longer will this go on?
"BROTHER?" Frodo exclaimed shock,
FRODO: How do you exclaim shock?
that shock evident on his face and Legolas had a similar face.
LEGOLAS: Frodo, you were right -- the author does think we look alike.
"Well... only my half-brother, but close enough, don't you think?"
THIA: Read my lips, Mary Sue. You are not a hobbit. You are a pseudo-Elf who plays with her pens.
Treilian giggled and then composed herself, save a wide grin, "come,
FRODO: Never. I'd cut it off first.
come, there is much to tell you, so I will take you to our father."
SAM: So that means... Miss Primula wasn't a hobbit?
Legolas and Frodo followed silently, each wearing very peculiar expressions on their faces.
KRISTEN, as a fashion show announcer: And here we have Legolas in an absolutely charming expression made of real dragon-hide! The twists at the eyes were hand-sewn by the ladies of Laketown, and it's lined with red satin. Note the mithril studs down the back.
Frodo, to say was shocked,
THIA: In French is 'a ete choque'.
would be a severe understatement, but he followed quietly as the girl led them.
SAM, firmly: Drugged. I knew it.
In no time at all they were in a beautiful rooms,
SAM: In a nice houses?
a man came forward to greet them.
KRISTEN: A man? Not an Elf?
FRODO: That implies things about the father/daughter relationship that I really did not want to know.
then he turned to Frodo, "this is a special moment indeed, young one. Now, I'm sure you have questions, come let us sit and I will answer them to the best of my abilities. My name is Obeilin (Obey-lin)."
THIA: Um, author? The place for pronunciation guides is not in the middle of the text.
Obeilin motioned them all to the comfortable, fluffy chairs positioned almost in a circle near the door, and they all sat.
GIMLI: How does she mean, 'almost a circle'?
A not entirely uncomfortable silence fell upon them all
FRODO, miming struggle: Augh! Get it off, get it off!
until, with a soft look from Legolas, spurred Frodo to speak.
KRISTEN: Yes? And? What spurred Frodo to speak?
"Treilian said that I am her brother, how is that possible?"
FRODO, as himself: Being as I'm a hobbit and she's not. You know, little details like that.
Frodo asked him, while taking in the man's appearance. He was Legolas's height and had shocking red hair;
SAM: And this is your father?
his eyes were a sea green
THIA: Oh, come on. High school genetics. The little four-square charts? The ones that said you needed two blue-eyed genes to have blue eyes?
and he, like Treilian had three dots going down the middle of his head.
SAM: The middle of his head? That sounds right messy.
"That," Obeilin said with a smile, "is a relatively easy question to answer, you see, your mother loved to travel and it was on one of her travels where I met her.
THIA: No, Frodo, not a word. Let the author finish. -- Sam, gag him if you have to. -- Um, yeah, kissing is fine, kissing works...
I was instantly infatuated with her, that infatuation soon grew into love and as it turned out she loved me too. After you were born, we both needed to return to our homes and your mother took you with her, she eventually fell in love with a hobbit, your father and they were married."
"But what about Treilian's mother?" Frodo asked, a little disbelieving.
THIA: Haven't you ever heard of second marriages?
"Treilian is many many many years older than you young one, and her mother was killed by orcs a long time ago. You see Frodo, no matter how much you don't believe it, it will always be true that you are really my son."
KRISTEN: There is no escape... don't make me destroy you...
Legolas was staring at the three, he could see it, there was something about them all, so that to a trained eye you could see they were all related.
SAM: The dots down the forehead, maybe?
What puzzled him though, was why they called Frodo their at that time
GIMLI: Because the Sidhe are possessive?
to tell him, why not before, and he voiced this to Obeilin.
LEGOLAS: Charming. I always wanted to be the voice of reason.
"Yes, now onto one of the more important matters
SAM: One of the more important matters? How many are there?
why we have called you now, Frodo, the time has come for you to choose... do you want to remain a hobbit and be mortal and pass away... or do you want the life of a Sidhe?"
FRODO: Um, I've been given that choice. Or one equivalent. By Arwen? The crystal necklace?
But Frodo was thinking of what he said before, "ONE of the more important matters, what's the other one?"
FRODO: Wait a moment -- did I actually say something sensible?
As he said this, Obeilin's face fell and a great sadness entered his eyes.
SAM: Tromp tromp tromp.
"It's the most important reason you are here, and it's a matter of life and death..." Obeilin's eyes stared into Frodo's before going to Legolas's, "There is another master ring."
Legolas turned to stare at Obeilin in horror. Another master ring? The first one had almost killed Frodo, they weren't thinking of...
FRODO: Oh, did it? I made quite the recovery, then.
glancing over at Frodo, Legolas felt a burden deep in his heart
KRISTEN: Probably the missing period.
He was going to stay with the hobbit no matter what.
LEGOLAS: I grow weary of this -- can't I stalk someone else? Anyone else? Gimli for preference, but I'll settle for Aragorn if I must.
As Obeilin went into detail about the ring (which I'm not going to include, because it is obviously just like the first one)
Legolas studied Frodo's face, that was now extremely pale, he also noticed Frodo idly rubbing his old wound from the orc blade.
FRODO: 'Orc blade'?
Crossing over, he stood behind Frodo and lay a gentle hand on his shoulder.
KRISTEN: Laid a gentle hand.
"I am sorry my dear boy, to once again ask this of you..."Another voice cut in from the doorway. Turning, Frodo noted it was Gandalf.
FRODO: Wait a moment -- didn't Gandalf go over the Sea?
"I'll do it, but not alone," he pleaded, staring up into Legolas's face.
GIMLI: Didn't you take off from the Shire without any of your friends?
"I will not leave you little one," Legolas whispered softly.
KRISTEN: Awww. I'm touched. Aren't you touched?
"And neither will I," Gandalf said, and Frodo smiled and jumped up and hugged him.
THIA, as Frodo: Despite the fact that you've been nowhere to be seen while the Shire is overrun, I have a personality transplant, Legolas does his best impersonation of a stalker, and we make our way the wrong direction through the non-existant Misty Mountains -- hey, nice to see you!
"Another thing Frodo," Treilian told him, "sometime in the next month you must decide if you will choose the Sidhe way or your hobbit way."
FRODO: Oh, wonderful, my favorite -- an artificial deadline!
Frodo nodded, he knew with accepting the task again about what to expect. It would not be easy, as he had thought at the beginning of the last one...
a thought came to him...
GIMLI: A first for this story, I think.
"How would I choose if I had to suddenly, about being Sidhe?" Frodo asked, unconsciously slipping his hand into Legolas's. This act was not missed by the others.
KRISTEN, as Mary Sue: Mwa-ha-ha, my brainwashing is working!
"That is simple," Obeilin said and ruffled Frodo's hair,
FRODO, as himself: Do that again and I'll bite your hand off.
"you would have to look deep inside yourself, into your very being. There will be a feeling of power, but it will be blocked. If you visualize the barrier breaking and then accept it, you will then be Sidhe. (I know it sounds weird, but don't forget Sidhe are one of the most ancient types of elves, and they keep to their olden ways)"
LEGOLAS: That is not olden ways.
"Now come, we have another surprise for you all,"
FRODO, hopefully: It was all a bad dream?
Treilian grinned and grabbed Frodo's hand, the other one since he was still holding Legolas's
LEGOLAS: How many hands do you have, Frodo?
and began yanking them outside.
KRISTEN: But before she had finished, Gandalf bashed her over the head with his staff and sent Frodo back home again. The end.
Frodo gasped at the sight in front of him, they were all there, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Aragorn, and Gimli.
LEGOLAS: Because of course Aragorn had nothing better to do than pick himself up and go trucking off on a quest.
"What are you all doing here?" He exclaimed shocked.
GIMLI: We happened to be passing through. You know how it is.
"You didn't think we would let you go out on another adventure and leave us all alone, did you Mr. Frodo," Sam asked, smiling as he hugged his friend.
THIA: My God -- Sam, you exist!
"I'm so glad," Frodo told them, tears running down his face.
KRISTEN: You're on hormones is what you are.
KRISTEN: Not very subtle distraction, there.
Early the next morning the entire party was ready to go.
Obeilin and Treilian were wishing them goodbye. When she got to Frodo, Treilian got down and whispered softly, "Dear brother, on this trip you will meet people who will claim to be your friends, but trust no one but the people in this group.
KRISTEN, as Treilian: Don't even trust me. In fact, especially don't trust me.
Many many people, most of the Sidhe, are looking for you."
LEGOLAS: Don't you feel fortunate that this is the group that found you?
Frodo looked at her shocked, "but... the Sidhe..."
GIMLI: Don't exist.
"Listen Frodo, everyone carries the seeds to do evil or to do good inside of them,
FRODO: Didn't Gandalf say something like that?
a group of Sidhe have split from us, intent on getting the ring. Be careful my brother," Treilian whispered.
FRODO: Um, I have done this before. In theory. I know what I'm doing.
Next, Frodo hugged Obeilin, his father, who also had advice, but very different advice then that of his daughters,
THIA: Dude. Mary Sue is plural?
"Trust your heart little one, if you do decide to accept your Sidhe part on this trip, remember you are still Frodo inside, you just have to add this to yourself, and be it also.
KRISTEN: For the sake of what dignity Oberon-wannabe there might have, I really hope that he's stoned.
It is a part of who you are, even if you do not acknowledge it.
THIA: It is your destiny.
Goodbye, my dear son"
"Goodbye," Frodo whispered, unconsciously marking that Legolas was near him.
KRISTEN: Because, as we've already established, it's so easy to overlook a six-foot gorgeous elf.
Standing, Obeilin addressed them all, "This journey will be even more difficult than the last, you must not travel either direct route,
GIMLI: Either route?
travel only during the day,
FRODO: Because it's not like the enemy has many spies -- like, say, birds, who can see anything that moves under the sun.
and never anywhere in the open.
SAM: Because speed isn't essential at all.
Stay to the forests, they will protect you.
KRISTEN: And they let Legolas be in his element, always a plus.
Be careful, and don't draw attention to yourselves."
SAM: Oh, naturally. We'd never have thought of that one for ourselves.
The group set out, a somber air about them all, which was soon broken by the happy chatter of the hobbits.
FRODO: Happy chatter? Happy chatter?
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