This is what Diamond recorded in her journal.We have waited for the dragon here at the Withered Heath for days but he has not come. He has not come. Perhaps he thought only to tease me, Pippin, to make a fool of the rash and silly hobbit. Well, fool I may be. That is not a word that insults me for I believe that we are all fools in one manner or ( Read more... )

Pippin, do you remember the song that the dwarves taught to Bilbo Baggins?
The wind was on the withered heath
but in the forest stirred no leaf:
there shadows lay by night and day,
and dark things silent crept beneath.The song is not true, my love. There is no wind here. If there was a forest, it has long since languished and died. Here and there I ( Read more... )

To call a Warg a wolf was akin to calling one of the Meara horse lords a Shire pony. The resemblace was certainly there, but the scale was all wrong. The Warg that had unexpectedly come crashing through the trees could easily have pulled down an adult draft horse. The creature was six feet tall at shoulder, and nearly that again across its chest. ( Read more... )

Diamond wrote in her journal: Pippin, light of my heart, I begin to think that I will not see you again. If in the end this is true, then know, my love, that of all the days that I walked on Middle Earth, I counted the hours I spent with you as the most blessed. I cherish every one of those days, every hour, every minute. I can recall them all, you ( Read more... )

Without a doubt, I would choose the old Bullroarer himself, Bandobras Took. Until my own love Pippin came along, Bandobras was the closest thing to a warrior in all of hobbit history. When the Shire was invaded by Orcs, he led a charge against them in the Battle of the Greenfields and he killed their leader, the goblin Golfinbul! Knocked his head ( Read more... )

Diamond knew that her quest to seek out the counsel of the famous skin-changer Beorn had added several unnecessary days to her journey. The more direct route, the more prudent route as her impatient companions had been want to remind her more than once, would have been to make directly for the Old Forest Road that traversed Mirkwood. Diamond was ( Read more... )

Diamond was unusually quiet as the trio left Rivendell. She was dismayed to think that she had brought trouble with her to the home of the elves, even if she herself was not the cause of it. In fact, that would have been better because at least then she could have owned up to the error and dealt with the consequences. But this! To have been ( Read more... )

Ooh, I have so many indulgences it's hard to pick just one. Trouble is, I don't feel guity about them! After all, life is supposed to be pleasurable, isn't it? So if something gives you pleasure and it does not harm to anyone else, then why feel guilty about it ( Read more... )

The sun had already risen midway in the morning sky before Diamond woke the next day. Since she was by nature an early riser, she first mistook the golden light flooding across the coverlet on her bed as the first light of dawn. It wasn't until she actually got out of bed and looked out the window that she realized with surprise that she had slept ( Read more... )

The treats that Diamond had enjoyed from her mysterious picnic basket only whetted her appetite for the splendid feast that the elves had prepared. A hobbit will never scorn a meal, especially one so fabulous. Diamond tried everything that was offered, even Elladan's "roast troll," which did indeed taste remarkably like chicken (for in fact that ( Read more... )