The Path I choose

The Path I choose

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A knocking on the door made her look up from the book she was reading. A guest? At this hour? Slowly the small Hobbit stood up to answer the door. „Dwalin, at your service." A dwarf. A dwarf on her doorstep. A dwarf she knew a long time ago. A dwarf who died in battle, proudly swinging his weapon. With a blank stare she scanned the dwarf. ‚Oh Yavanna, how cruel of you' Another moment the hobbit stood in the half open door, slowly realizing what was happening. In her empty eyes a spark lit up, after a long and cold winter. A single teardrop ran down her cheek, breaking her numbness. „You are alive?" She wispered under her breath. Before Dwalin could react the small hobbit jumped at him, hugging the big warrior and sobbing at his chest. A retelling of the hobbit This is my story of the hobbit and their journey to reclaim the lonely mountain. I do not own the hobbit or the characters in it.
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Bilba has been a slave her entire life. All she knows of the outside world is what she sees from time to time outside the gates of Moria and the stories her mother used to tell her. Stories of a place called the Shire where her mother once lived and a placed called Erebor where, as far as she knows, her father still lives. Stories of dragons a thousand times larger, and more intelligent, than the beasts the orcs rode and of a strange concept called freedom where one was allowed to live as they wished with no one to tell them what they could, or could not do. The stories meant little to Bilba. The only future she had was to live, and die, as a slave as countless number had before her. And then the orcs dragged an injured female firedrake through the gates, her rider screaming obscenities behind her as he fought to reach her side...and everything changed.

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