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It wasn’t as if he’d never slept in the dark.
When the summer days grew hottest he’d go to the darkest cellar in Bag End to wait for evening, and stretch out on the cool stone floor with his head pillowed on his arms, breathing the good green scent of dirt caught in his sleeves and the heady bread-smell of the ale barrel. He’d fallen asleep that way more than once when he was a littling, waking with Mr. Bilbo’s oldest blanket tucked over him and the master telling his Gaffer not to shout.
He wished he could sleep now.
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It wasn’t as if he’d never slept in the dark.
When the summer days grew hottest he’d go to the darkest cellar in Bag End to wait for evening, and stretch out on the cool stone floor with his head pillowed on his arms, breathing the good green scent of dirt caught in his sleeves and the heady bread-smell of the ale barrel. He’d fallen asleep that way more than once when he was a littling, waking with Mr. Bilbo’s oldest blanket tucked over him and the master telling his Gaffer not to shout.
He wished he could sleep now.
Timeline (fiction only, most recent version, includes AU) first previous next last
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Date: 2004-06-28 02:02 am (UTC)