Just a couple of weeks ago, a co-workeer stopped by at lunchbreak, saw The Barrow Downs on my screen as I at lunch, and said, "How's Bilbo?" For some strange reason, I about died; I blushed, stammered and said, "Er, Fine," and changed the subject.
If I'd had my wits about me I should have said, "Buried on a hillside in Tol Erresea. How are you?" But I didn't.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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