Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| C is for Camping |
“Camping? You propose camping as a subject for study by the lad?” “I know it sounds frivolous, Saradoc, but I assure you that I am serious. Where would I have been had Uncle Isengar not taken me camping when I was young?” “But Frodo will never be leaving the Shire—not the way you did.” “And do you truly think that we who are adults now will always manage to keep him safely at home within the Shire? We cannot rule his final fate, you know.” A listening Frodo felt chills run up his spine, and hugged his new pack. |