SayonaraGoodbye

   He trotted along the little path and down into the large, green fields of lush grass. His mind was far off, in the storybooks. Catching fireflies tonight would be quite the adventure for today: but only if he could convince his mother to let him keep them in his room as pets. It would be grand to have them every night to lull him to sleep. That would be the perfect excuse.   The sun was setting over the horizon, and the little hobbit ran off to find his favorite firefly watching spot. The fresh night air was starting to settle into the air. He looked into the distance and closed his eyes, taking a big sniff of the summer breezes. Eventua

     The little dwarf prince ran with all his might through the large, stone hallways of Ered Luin. His heart was beating faster than a hurricane's fierce winds. In his mind there was an epic battle going on all around him, and he was the courageous and heroic leader who led his men to victory in a glorious manner. He imagined he was facing down a tall, pale Orc, just like in the stories Uncle Thorin always told. Little Kili was pretending to be a kingly warrior, just like his uncle.     "Fear me, pale Orc warrior of Gumdaband!!! I mean, Gundabad!! Do you fear death, Orc? I, the rightful heir to the throne, do not! I shall sway you in one mi

(WARNING: Do not read this if you have not read the Hobbit. This text contains spoilers.)     The summer breeze was blowing steadily and the sun was beating down upon the open fields. A little boy, a dwarf in fact, was running around through the flowers and tall grass, giggling and beaming a smile from ear to ear. His laughs echoed over the hills as he trotted and skipped. Bending down, he picked a pretty forget-me-not flower and gave it a big sniff. He smiled warmly and turned around, heading into the direction of another boy.     "Fili, Fili! I have a present for you!" The little dwarf told his big brother as he approached, gasping for

  "Uncle! Uncle Thorin!!!" shouted Fili as the rain pelted down hard on the little window. Lightning flashed, making it look bright as day. It was echoed by the eerie sounding thunder booms.  "Thorin!!! Please come here!! Quickly!" Fili shouted, sounding more and more frightened by the second. Thorin, in response, jumped out of bed not even half asleep. He gave a huge sigh followed by the ghost of a half amused smile. Grabbing the candle by the side of his bed, he made his way down the dark, cold stone hallways and into the boys' bedroom. As he entered he saw Fili sitting up on the bed with a thoroughly distressed face. Beside him was a lit