March 1, 3019
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rabidsamfandrabble For Aragorn's birthday... at the last minute!
March 1, 3019
Folk who live for centuries seldom celebrate birthdays, and the first of March meant little more to me than a reminder of all I have not yet accomplished since my mother died until Bilbo came to live at Rivendell. He cannot resist a birthday, his own or anyone else's, and knowing how things go among hobbits I have been glad to bring him pipeweed as thanks for the poems he bestows on me in September.
But of all the birthdays I have ever known, this is the one which has given me the gift I treasure most.
Gandalf is alive!
March 1, 3019
Folk who live for centuries seldom celebrate birthdays, and the first of March meant little more to me than a reminder of all I have not yet accomplished since my mother died until Bilbo came to live at Rivendell. He cannot resist a birthday, his own or anyone else's, and knowing how things go among hobbits I have been glad to bring him pipeweed as thanks for the poems he bestows on me in September.
But of all the birthdays I have ever known, this is the one which has given me the gift I treasure most.
Gandalf is alive!
