Brockenborings

A pleasant autumn morning was the beginning of the day in the town of Brockenborings in the Northfarthing of the Shire - a day that would be, for some, most unnatural and disturbing...

A Most Clever Girl… (or, “Birds of a Letter Flock Together…”)

The Gelatinous Case of the Gobbo-de-gook

(Being a letter exchange between Lancogard North-took and Rolo Primstone of the Watch, Brockenborings)

THE OFFICE OF THE WATCH, BROCKENBORINGS, Northfarthing in the Shire, on this the 30th day of Astron:

The Sorrowful Case of the Sad Duty

(Being the official report of Deputy-Shirriff Lancogard North-took, with his Notes attached)

The Mysterious Case of the Missing Road

I cannot breathe. My chest feels like it’s going to cave in on itself. In a nightmare, I am falling - but it’s right into Gondolin again. I can taste the heat of flames and I know what happens in this moment - this is the moment I dive in front of Mallossel and take the brunt of the dragon’s fire from her.

I must write this quietly. I dare not make too much noise, lest I wake Amathlan. He has finally fallen into slumber, which he so desperately needs. But I can not sleep, no matter how hard I try. Perhaps writing will give some peace of mind and I will be allowed to rest as well.

Me grandpa made a wooden boat
A little one with tiny sails
He carved me name into its hull
The finest toy I ever had

We let it in the river float
And then he told the wildest tales
The summer day was never dull
Me grandpa always made me glad

The afternoon sun was high overhead when Dogward finally approached the Woolyfoot family hobbit hole. Far from being the largest of similar holes nearby, this home had long been a bit cramped for the family of eight (Of course, that never bothered Dogward much, since he preferred to spend most of his time outside anyway).

Dogward's feet came to a stop before a low stone fence. Not far past that barrier was the town of Scary, and he could see towering past that was the sheer face of the hill the local hobbits mined as a quarry. The top of that hill was sparsely covered with grass and trees. It was also one of Dogward's favorite places in all of The Shire.