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  • Archive Re: Hide and Go Seek

    i ran, mostly because that was what everyone else was doing. Trying to find a place to hide. I cross the empty street and climbed the tall metal gates of ...

    Feb 7, 2012


In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.
— JRR Tolkien