Frozen time

The silence before the storm

Frodo P.O.V

Sometimes i wonder about Bilbo. He locks himself in the study and spends hours reading books in Sindarin and pouring over maps of middle earth. I don't know wether he knows that im watching him, but I am. Im glad to have an excuse to escape to the forest with a good book.

Bright colours explode in my eyes , flowers and shrubs are spread unevenly spread among the forest. And a beautiful river runs along side the path, I can hear it's stony voice just next to me. I enjoy the company of the Brandywine river, turing off the path after a little bit to sit below my favorite tree, an old oak. The leaves of all the bushes and shrubs around me are beginning to become gold, the late September sun shining brightly through the red and orange leaves. The old forest doesn't get better then this, It's like the wood knew that it was my birthday today and decided to be extra beautiful.

As I looked up into the leaves on the tree, a flash of black quickly vanished behind the branches above me. For a moment, I thought that someone was watching me, but on second thoughts, it could have been a bird. Only, there was no sound of flapping wings before I looked.

Resting my back against the tree and opening an old book was, honestly, the best thing anyone could have given me for my birthday, the peace of the forest, the golden leaves and the chance to escape to a new world- what could be better? Gandalf, the great wizard, was arriving for Bilbo's birthday, and hopefully he'll remember mine too. (unlike someone we all know coughpeterjacksoncough) I came down to the old forest to look out for him, and hopefully he'll be here soon, i haven't seen him in a few years. His fireworks are still being talked about in hobbiton years later. Gandalf is almost as well known in the village as my best friends, Merry and Pippin. They're the biggest pranksters you'll ever meet. Though there nice, one simply cannot take them seriously. Grins are permanently stuck on their faces and, though my cousin Bilbo thinks that they're priceless, others in the town think that they still act like children, although pippin is twenty eight and merry is thirty four. They are the best friends and cousins that any hobbit could have.

The sound of snapping twigs brought me out of my dreams and back down to earth with a crash. I looked around, but the sight of flowers and trees greeted my eyes. The only living thing was a small bird, a Robin, perhaps. It was walking towards me with it's head tilted curiously to the left, as if it was studying me, looking me up and down. But, this bird was small, and therefore it must not be heavy enough to snap twiggs and crunch leaves, rustle the fallen leaves maybe, but not break them. Only Hobbits do that, or men, or elves, and this was a mere bird. Just a bird.

Willow rose's P.O.V.

The boy was cute, brave and clever, so far, that's all i know so far.

Flashback

My uncle called me from my room, I slowly dragged my bones out of my bed, banging my head on the low ceiling as I did so. The pain in my ankle was almost unbearable, and I had to quickly sit back down before I screamed. "Willow Rose Melson! Get up here now, I need to talk to you immediately." I steadied myself on the book shelf before slowly standing, remembering to duck this time. I made my way slowly along the corridor, trying to ignore the constant throbbing in my leg. "im coming uncle, im coming." There was no way that I could have been in a more awkward position; I was facing a flight of stairs with a broken, unsupported leg and ankle. My Uncle was most likely getting angry, his short temper fraying like a piece of thin string, holding a huge burden.

"now, willow. I want you to understand this, Souron's side is gathering forces, the elves are calling the men to help them. In short, we need to find the ring as soon as we can. Guiheare said that Gandalf the grey told him of a poem, one that spoke of a halfling, I want you to ring the half ling and take the one ring, even if you must kill him in the process. Do you understand?" I understood perfectly well,

"yes, I understand uncle, only, I have not yet healed from an accident that occurred a few days a go. A broken leg and ankle, I believe. I wont be able to leave until it has healed."

End flash back