Conversations Concerning Hobbits by Hobbit Lass21

A Tale of Foresight

I love Tom Bombadil and Goldberry. Have you ever noticed how at night you seem to understand more, but you don't always like what you understand? I've been playing with the idea that Frodo had slight sneaking suspicions that this would be more than a simple journey to Bree. Last one, for today, this is the last one I've wirtten, but stay tuned for more (I'd appreciate ideas for further stories) PLEASE POST REVIEWS
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“Hello, Sir Halfling.”

*startled* “Goldberry!! I-I mean..*bows* Good evening, River-daughter.”

*smiles* “You are fairer spoken than most mortals, Mr. Baggins. Pray tell, what might you be looking at? I sense your anxiety, little one, so do not look so innocent. You are safe from any woodland mischief in Tom Bomdadils home.”

“I’m not afraid of anything outside. Just looking at the stars. *sighs* They’re so beautiful. I doubt I’ll see the stars this way again.”

“How so?”

*pauses, shakes head* “I don’t know why I said that. I just had a feeling that….. it’s foolish, never mind.”

“Many things that seem foolish really are not at all. Continue.”

“I just felt as if it would be a terribly long time before I saw the Shire sky. Which is ridiculous, because I’m merely going to Bree, which is scarcely beyond the Shire borders.”

“Maybe something shall go awry, and you will be forced to go further than that.”

“I hope not. Bree is enough of an adventure for me. Do you know if I’ll go further? Please tell me, if you do. Everything in my future seems so dark and uncertain.”

“As it should be. Mortals are not meant to be privy to their own personal futures. *smiles* Feel no anxiety. All will be well in the end, this I know for sure, beyond anything else.”

“I am not so sure as you, milady. I fear the darkness and all that comes from it.”

*cocks her head* “So you DO fear things outside. *sets her hand on his shoulder* Fear nothing tonight. Sleep. Tom Bombadil’s home is a haven for weary travelers. Do not dream again of darkness and sadness. Dream, instead, of peace and home. *softly, so as not to wake him* Peace be with you, Frodo of the Shire.”


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