[Mattius]

Now this was a strange thing. Mattius listened intently to the song ringing throughout the forrest. It was winter, yet around him all flowers came into bloom and birds began to sing in the trees, harmonizing with the original song. Then, as qucickly as it had begun it ended. As if out of a dream, Mattius' whole body jerked. He grapped the unconcious hobbit and tossed it over his shoulder, sprinting into the woods, the way from which the song came...