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In the Wild

For the "Bequeath" prompt.


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There's a thread of smoke rising from the clearing; Bilbo tiptoes around its edge, unwilling to show himself till he's taken a good look. But the figure hunched over the fire calls, without turning round: “Come, Master Hobbit; there is warmth and food here for two.”

“Far too quiet for Dwarf or Man, and I'd know were you an Elf,” the shaggy-haired stranger explains. “My people have guarded the Shire-borders for many a year, and know Hobbit foot-falls.” Fine lines around his eyes, bequeathed by years in the open, crinkle as he smiles and proffers tobacco. “Where are you bound?”

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'I have often kept watch on the borders of the Shire in the last few years, when [Gandalf] was busy elsewhere. He seldom left it unguarded.' The Fellowship of the Ring, LoTR Book 1, Ch 10, Strider.


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