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areddhels:

Today in Middle-Earth: The hobbits meet Gildor and the High Elves travelling through the Shire (September 24th, 3018 T.A.)

The hobbits sat in shadow by the wayside. Before long the Elves came down the lane towards the valley. They passed slowly, and the hobbits could see the starlight glimmering on their hair and in their eyes. They bore no lights, yet as they walked a shimmer, like the light of the moon above the rim of the hills before it rises, seemed to fall about their feet. They were now silent, and as the last Elf passed he turned and looked towards the hobbits and laughed.

‘Hail, Frodo!’ he cried. ‘You are abroad late. Or are you perhaps lost?’ Then he called aloud to the others, and all the company stopped and gathered round.

‘This is indeed wonderful!’ they said. ‘Three hobbits in a wood at night! We have not seen such a thing since Bilbo went away. What is the meaning of it?’

‘The meaning of it, fair people,’ said Frodo, ‘is simply that we seem to be going the same way as you are. I like walking under the stars. But I would welcome your company.’

cross-mountain:

“Frodo undertook his quest out of love—to save the world he knew from disaster at his own expense, if he could"  – J.R.R. Tolkien, The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien

A tribute to Frodo Baggins in watercolors because my love for this character in infinite. “Bronwe athan Harthad” which translates as “Endurance beyond Hope” was a name given to Frodo by Gandalf in an earlier version of LotR.  I sort of kept the same design for him as last time since I rather like it. Also sometimes (most times) I draw hobbits as tiny little babies because it’s what they are and you can’t convince me otherwise.

my LotR art tag | on DeviantArt

Frodo was left to himself for a while, for Sam had fallen asleep. He was alone and felt rather forlorn, although all about him the folk of Rivendell were gathered. But those near him were silent, intent upon the music of the voices and the instruments, and they gave no heed to anything else. Frodo began to listen.
 
At first the beauty of the melodies and of the interwoven words in elven-tongues, even though he understood them little, held him in a spell, as soon as he began to attend to them. Almost it seemed that the words took shape, and visions of far lands and bright things that he had never yet imagined opened out before him; and the firelit hall became like a golden mist above seas of foam that sighed upon the margins of the world. Then the enchantment became more and more dreamlike, until he felt that an endless river of swelling gold and silver was flowing over him, too multitudinous for its pattern to be comprehended; it became part of the throbbing air about him, and it drenched and drowned him. Swiftly he sank under its shining weight into a deep realm of sleep.
 
There he wandered long in a dream of music that turned into running water, and then suddenly into a voice. It seemed to be the voice of Bilbo chanting verses. Faint at first and then clearer ran the words.

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, bk. II ch.1 “Many Meetings”

Beren – 13 Finrod – 1 Frodo – 22 and 14

Beren – 13) What kind of parent they would be.

VERY involved but also VERY extra. Like Calvin’s dad from Calvin and Hobbes, but with talking to the most un-cute and unappealing of all animals ever, instead of bicycling + teaching Calvin Dior bicycling. And also repeating animals’ explanations for the world vertabim, in place of the other totally wrong Dadsplanations from C&H. This is too contingent on having read Calvin & Hobbes but tbh if you haven’t fuck you, you should. The other things would be that when Dior becomes a teenager, Beren gets very serious about how Becoming A Man involves breaking out the Great Dance Moves, after which you will hopefully get to chill around with your v impressed girlfriend while killing giant spiders and shit. This is how Dior met Nimloth so he can’t really complain. He can complain about the dinnerly Dad Joke hand puns tho.

Finrod – 1) Something this character is truly proud of.

First life: managing to spit out the Athrabeth in coherent words instead of frustrated near-fulfilled synthesis just shy of being articulated. Beorian is a good language.

Second life: That Time I Chewed A Werewolf To Death

Frodo – 14) How they did in school

As far as I can tell the Shire doesn’t seem to really have village schools, so I think Frodo was probably educated at home by Bilbo/previous fosterers/parents. He did very well and retained a taste for dabbling in books and history and languages and maps and stuff, though he didn’t learn (didn’t have to) how to be much of a synthesizer until the Bad Times.

Frodo – 22) How they spend their money. 

Less passive aggressively than Bilbo! As in, he never actually gifted anyone an empty trash can with a note thanking them for all their letters of advice, but he did spend a lot of money commissioning super stereoypical Buckland-related items emblazoned with the Brandybucks’ seal every year.