Truly songs and tales fall utterly short of the reality…
“I come from under the hill, and under the hills and over the hills my paths led. And through the air, I am he that walks unseen.
I am the clue finder, the web cutter, the stinging fly. I was chosen for the lucky number.
I am he that buries his friends alive and drowns them and draws them alive again from the water. I came from the end of a bag, but no bag went over me.
I am the friend of bears and the guest of eagles. I am Ringwinner and Luckwearer; and I am Barrel Rider.”
If this is to end in fire, then we shall all burn together,
Watch the flames climb higher, into the night.
Calling out father oh, stand by and we will watch the flames burn auburn on the mountainside.
Bilbo’s story was now over. There would be no more journeys for him… save one.
Ever since Martin flipped the bird on the extended edition extras. I just want this to happen on every scene in the movie…
Always reblog Bilbo with a banana.
One banana to rule them all.
One banana to find them.One banana to bring them all.
And in the yellow skin bind them.
“My Potassiummmmm”