For quite by chance,and the will of a wizard,fate decided I would become part of this tale.It begin...well,it began as you might expect.In a hole in the ground,there lived a hobbit.Not a nasty,dirty wet hole full of worms and oozy smells.This was a hobbit home.And that means good food,a warm house and all the comforts of home.
I'm looking for someone to share in an adventure.
The world is not in your books and maps,it's out there.
-Can you promise that I will come back?
-No...And if you do,you'll not be the same.
You'll have to manage without pocket handkerchiefs,and a good many other things,Bilbo Baggins,before we reach our journey's end.You were born to the rolling hills and little rivers of the Shire.But home is now behind you.The world is ahead.
-I have...I have never used a sword in my life.
-And I hope you never have to.But if you to,remember this:true courage is about knowing not when to take a life but when to spare one.
Gandalf:I am Gandalf,and Gandalf means me.
Loyalty,honor,a willing heart,I can ask no more than that.
-Why the Halfling?
-I don't know.Saruman believes that it is only a great power that can hold evil in check,but that is not what I have found.I found it is the small things,everyday deeds of ordinary folk,that keep the darkness at bay,simple acts of kindness and love.Why Bilbo Baggins?Perhaps it is because I am afraid and he gives me courage.
-Do not be afraid,Mithrandir.You are not alone.If you should ever need my help,I will come.
Gandalf:Erebor!The Lonely Mountain.The last of the Great Dwarf Kingdoms of Middle-earth.
Oin:A raven!The birds are returning to the mountain.
Gandalf:That,my dear Oin,is a thrush.
Thorin:We will take it as a sign...a good omen.
Bilbo:You're right.I do believe the worst is behind us.