Romans & histoires There And Back Again A Hobbit's Tale

"There waiting, silent and still in the space before the Gate, sat Gandalf upon Shadowfax: Shadowfax who alone among the free horses of the earth endured the terror, unmoving, steadfast as a graven image in Rath Dínen." Athena recognized it as Return of the King, one of his favorites. She had to pause for a minute, closing her eyes to find some control. It had been so many years since she'd heard him read it himself. So many years since she'd heard him speak at all. She couldn't quite remember the sound of his rich, rolling voice anymore, and that was just another loss on top of so many. Another layer of herself flayed away by the whip of fate. Every visit left more scars on her heart.

He murmurs against my skin. "Hmm..." " What do you see right now, at this present moment?" I open my eyes and look ahead. " I see the stars and celebrations. What do you see?" I ask, tilting my head up to look at him. He looks down at me. " I see a whole new world of opportunities. " He kisses my forehead before staring ahead. " You know, my one true wish came true. I have my Hazel Grace back. I have my Sweet back." He looks back down at me." You are my hope Hazel Grace."

After three long years of being shoved to the margins in Aronespire, stepping back into a home where I was cherished was overwhelming. Hot tears spilled uncontrollably down my face.

I thanked the sports guy and finally caught his name: Riley Lowe. He was about to leave but hesitated at the door, rubbing the back of his neck before stepping back. "Uh... can you add me as a friend? If you ever need help, just message me." I blinked, thrown by the flush creeping up his ears, but nodded. Not long after, word got out that Sherry had fallen, too. Kenneth brought her in himself. She swept into the room, her long gown trailing behind her. Kenneth, of course, played the role of her perfect knight.

, a celebration not just of my work, but of my own revival. Every clothing item and piece of jewelry paired with it was sketched from my mind. I even showcased all my design drafts, sharing with the audience the stories behind each creation. That was when Sean appeared in my line of sight, his gaze fixed on the drafts inside the glass case, eyes filled with nostalgia. After the show, he came backstage to find me. “Jane… I came today to take you home.” Hearing his cautious tone, it almost made me laugh. “What makes you think I’d ever go back with you?

The night was falling and sarah was growing restless, willow had brought her dinner upstairs for her and the eighteen year old had been acting weird but she had always been like this, willow had hidden one of the wooden spikes under sarah's bed remembering how noona used to do the same for the both of them, she didn't know if it had any significance but willow was ready to do anything to make sarah feel better. her heart had been in her throat as she walked down the long hallway to her room, then it all started. Willow jumped as the loud howling of wolves rang in the area, as if a whole pack had gathered outside her house and had started howling. She stopped a few meters away from the huge w

She looked at the screen, Benjamin's name showed up saying 'did you get home safe? “Yes, I got home safe. What about you?” Kathilyn replied back, and she waited for him to reply but no answer. She waited until her eyes felt heavy and fell asleep.

No! I didn't want this! Why did I have to suffer the same fate after reincarnating?! However, as I closed my eyes, I remembered the old tome I had read in my last life, telling me that the vampires' worst fears barring sunlight were curses. The words and intonation were difficult to master, but I'd committed two lines to memory after a long while. Even so, with my mind being a complete mess right now, I couldn't even remember the two lines.

I returned to the place I had left only half a month ago, but it felt like a lifetime, my home. When I opened the door, a sour, foul smell hit me. The place was a complete mess. My parents and Dylan looked haggard and worn-out, as though life had sucked the color from them. The moment they saw me, it was like I had become a savior. Light exploded in their eyes. Mom lunged first, arms wide, trying to hug me. “Henry! My son! You’re finally back! I was wrong, I was really wrong! Please forgive me!”

I said. Emilia fell silent for a long time. She was sharp enough to work through it quickly. "Then take good care of yourself when you get back. I'll stay here and finish the research." She added, "I'll definitely return home to build my career in the future. Will you wait for me?" Looking into her earnest, eager eyes, I nodded before I even realized it. … The paperwork for my return came through quickly. When Emilia saw me off at the airport, she couldn't hold back her tears. I awkwardly tried to comfort her.