The gatekeeper sat in the gatehouse smoking his pipe. He heard the snort of a horse and got up to investigate. He opened the top window of the gate and gasped. The gate was ran down by four Black Riders, crushing the Gatekeeper. They rode into Bree and stopped at the Inn. The riders walked into the Inn, swords drawn to their sides. Barliman hid behind the bar, frightened.
Meanwhile, us Hobbits slept peacefully in our beds. Well, we all shared one big human sized bed, but we all could fit into it nicely. I was sleeping in between Merry who was snoring quietly next to me, and then on the other side was a bit of a space where Frodo was. He was sat up in bed. Then there was Sam next to Frodo and Pippin on the other end next to Merry. Strider sat down, looking out the window whilst smoking his pipe.
The night was cold and dark, but we slept peacefully. That was until we were woken by a loud shriek. The Nazgúl had fell for the pillow trick. My head shot up, and everyone else was already sat up in bed as well. Out the window we could see the Nazgúls riding around, running over hills and looking everywhere for us. For Frodo. For the ring.
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The adventure of a lifetime- The Lord of the Rings
AdventureWhen 3 hobbits are set off on a quest to take a ring to Rivendell, many unexpected things happen. Said ring holds much more power than anyone could ever imagine. With two new hobbit companions, making 5, the shire-born hobbits set off for the quest...
