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Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien, etc. I am only borrowing his characters for this fanfiction and am making absolutely no profit whatsoever from them. Credit: Tuckborough.net
Tom Bombadil
'Ho! Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadillo! …' Tom paused near the hills, cocking his head curiously. The faint voice grew steadily stronger, richer, like winter earth warming under a newborn spring - as though the owner rallied courage with each word. Why, that was Frodo! Had his little friends fallen foul of the Barrow-downs despite Tom's warning? He shook his head in fond exasperation, blue feather waggling. Such a-ones for courting catastrophe! Lucky for them old Tom was nearby! With a song on his lips he sped quickly uphill, banishing darkness and fear with his reply - 'Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow …'
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Author's Note: Lyrics taken from The Lord of The Rings: The Fellowship of The Ring, Book 1, Chapter 8: Fog on the Barrow-downs. |
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