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The Rescue by Lindelea | 1 Review(s) |
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Leithian | Reviewed Chapter: 21 on 3/30/2025 |
Thanks for another thrilling chapter! 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 – 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 – 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘵. 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘍𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵! Of course the ruffians' cooking is farthest from the hobbits' idea of proper food! 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 "𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘰-𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴", 𝘢𝘴 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦 𝘉𝘰𝘭𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘌𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘉𝘰𝘭𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘌𝘯𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘰-𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘍𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵! There is learning on the fly, and then there is this! I am gaining a healthy amount of respect for Estella. 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘧𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘗'𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦? This girl is something else, I say. I think she should have confirmed that the final guard was dead, to leave no witnesses, but maybe it would take too much time. Anyway, I do hope it doesn't come to haunt them later. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘨𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 – 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘺, 𝘌𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴. And a merry dance they'll lead the ruffians... Author Reply: Your review really brightened my day. (Thank you!) On a bad day, when I see "hits" on a chapter but 0 reviews (that is, not even a single short response), I have the unreasoning fear that people are clicking into the chapter, reading a sentence or two, and then clicking out again because they hate it. Silly of me, I know. People aren't necessarily disappointed; they're just busy, and too many may be having their own bad days. Stress abounds. *** Imagine a world where the worst torture you can think of is to feed a Man's cookery to a Hobbit! I'm so glad you like Estella! She had the potential to become a terrible person, what with her father's apparent inability to say 'No' to her right on up to the time when Freddy swept her away to go into hiding. But she had some good influences in her young life – including Frodo! – and Rosie and Hally's example and training, her perilous journey with Ferdi, and her life as 'Twig' all worked together to transform her from a spoilt, self-centred rich kid into a fiery, indomitable, fiercely loving adult who was not afraid to confront any problem that might arise. As to leaving no witnesses... I couldn't do that to her. In general (meaning in everything I've written to this point), I've extrapolated Tolkien's statement (which he had Frodo say) that 'no hobbit has ever killed another on purpose in the Shire, and it is not to begin now', along with his observation that Hobbits do not hunt for sport, to a general reverence for life on the part of Hobbits. Thus, my Tooks kill ruffians only reluctantly (except for a brief period during the Battle of Bywater when, frankly, they lost their minds in the heat of battle), and those who have killed are haunted to the end of their days by their knowledge of having taken a life. All that to say, Estella might have checked to see if the guard was unconscious and tied him up, and yet doing so might have put her in more danger! By getting close enough to tie him up, she would have been vulnerable to him grabbing her suddenly if he was faking. Luckily, her aim was true. The guard was unconscious and didn't see her cut Ferdi's bonds and lead him out of the clearing. Ah those zany ruffians... Estella doesn't know it, but she's elevated herself to the exalted position of 'Tookish border-keeper' with her taunts and dodging and stone-throwing. Wouldn't it be fun if the border guards made her an honorary member of their society? Again, thanks so much for reading and taking the time to share your thoughts and impressions. | |