Wow, the Old Forest has spread right up to the Hedge. It's really kinda creepy. I would have made it to the Bonfire Glade today, but a tree dropped a branch right on my foot. Barring any more unforeseen tree attacks, I should be at Tom's house in a couple of weeks. At least I don't have to worry about Black Riders in here. It's a good thing Elves can rest their minds and still keep watch....
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Merry: "But the Forest is queer. Everything in it is very much more alive, more aware of what is going on, so to speak, than things are in the Shire. And the trees do not like strangers. They watch you. They are usually content merely to watch you, as long as daylight lasts, and don't do much. Occasionally the most unfriendly ones may drop a branch, or stick a root out, or grasp at you with a long trailer. But at night things can be most alarming, or so I am told. I have only once or twice been in here after dark, and then only near the Hedge. I thought all the trees were whispering to each other, passing news and plots along in an unintelligible language; and the branches swayed and groped without any wind. They do say the trees do actually move, and can surround strangers and hem them in."
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"It's impossible to have Frodo without Sam, or Sam without Frodo. They're like two halves of one heart..."
"If your hurts grieve you still and the memory of your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West..."
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