Hobbiton - Woods
(Two Hobbit feet resting on a small rock, rising out of the long, overgrown grasses)
Bilbo: Frodo!
(A figure lies beneath the dappled sunlight of an old tree. White flowers are scattered among the well seeded grasses. An idyllic setting at the end of a long hot summer, the figure is reading a book. In the distance, growing louder, over the gentle clip clop of an approaching cart and horse can be heard the humming of a deep voice and a smooth gentle voice to the tune of "The Road Goes Ever On and On..." Suddenly, the figure in the grass sits up, looking straightat camera is a young Hobbit, with dark curly hair and deep blue eyes. This is Frodo Baggins, his eyes alight with excitement. Tossing away the long stem of grass in his mouth, Frodo runs off)
Shire Lane
(The cart rattles along a leafy lane, driven by a stooped figure in grey, next to him is a cloaked person with long white hiar and blue eyes; these are Gandalf The Grey and Y/n, Lord of Lórien. Frodo is running towards the lane, careening down a hill, jumping over logs and dodging tree branches. The shambling old pony snorts and rears as suddenly Frodo appears on the bank above the cart)
Frodo: You're late.
(Y/n humms and Gandalf glowers at the young Hobbit)
Y/n: Late you say.
Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
(They look at each other for a moment, then all start laughing as Frodo's face breaks into a smile and he leaps on to the front seat of the cart)
Frodo: It's wonderful to see you, Y/n, Gandalf!
(Next to Y/n and Gandalf, we see how small Hobbits are, Frodo is 3 foot 6 inches tall)
Y/n: You didn't think I'd miss your Uncle Bilbo's birthday?
Hobbiton - Fields
(The cart rattles past a field Lupin being tended by Hobbits)
Frodo: What's new in the world? Tell me everything.
(Y/n looks down at Frodo, a twinkle in his eye)
Y/n: What, everything? Far too eager and curious for a Hobbit. Most unnatural... Well, what can I tell you? Life in the wide world goes on much as it has this past age. Full of its own comings and goings, scarcely even aware of the existence of Hobbits...
(Y/n and Gandalf survey the peaceful scene before them)
Y/n: ...for which I am very thankful.
Gandalf: So, how is the old rascal? I hear this is to be a party of special magnificence.
Frodo: You know Bilbo. He's got the whole place in an uproar.
Gandalf: Well, that should please him.
Frodo: Half the Shire's been invited. And the rest of them are turning up anyway.
(The cart rattles over a stone bridge towards a busy Hobbit marketplace)
Bilbo: "And so life in the Shire goes on very much as it has this past age full of its own comings and goings, with change coming slowly..."
(Hobbits look up in wonder and excitement as the cart bearing Y/n, Gandalf and Frodo rolls past the Green Dragon Inn)
Bilbo: "...if it comes at all. For things are made to endure in the Shire passing from one generation to the next."
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Y/n Ilúvatar || Lord of The Rings/Narnia x Male Reader (On Hold)
FanfictionY/n Pevensie, the oldest of the Pevensie siblings. When he was a young child Y/n dreamed about different worlds of his creation called, Eä which contains Arda and Narnia. In these worlds Y/n has many names, The High King, Y/n Ilúvatar, The Phoenix K...
