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Clarity of Vision, Chapter 9
Jun. 27th, 2013 01:30 pmTitle: Clarity of Vision, Chapter 9
Relationship: Thorin/Bilbo
Characters: Bilbo Baggins, Fíli, Kíli, Thorin, Dwalin, Balin
Fandom: Hobbit
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Rating: PG for a bit of language.
Word Count: 3000
Story Summary: In a Middle-Earth where Erebor never fell, a shadow remains in the heart of the Lonely Mountain. Bilbo Baggins finds himself drawn reluctantly into a quest that will lead him across the continent--from Bree to Lake Evendim to the icy North and beyond--with a party of five dwarves searching for an artifact that will cure the ailing King Thrór.
Chapter Summary: Thorin's company travels north along the coast toward Himring: in which there are language lessons, cold weather, and the first sight of the sea.
( Thorin sat at the campfire, looking out at the sea as his party relaxed. Balin and Dwalin were smoking and swapping stories about their youth; Fíli was practicing his fiddle; Kíli was waxing his bow strings and complaining about the damp salt air for the hundredth time. Bilbo was using a pocketknife to pry open some mottled, purple-shelled things he had found--mussels, that was what he had called them. The tip of his tongue was sticking very slightly out of his mouth as he concentrated. )
Relationship: Thorin/Bilbo
Characters: Bilbo Baggins, Fíli, Kíli, Thorin, Dwalin, Balin
Fandom: Hobbit
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Rating: PG for a bit of language.
Word Count: 3000
Story Summary: In a Middle-Earth where Erebor never fell, a shadow remains in the heart of the Lonely Mountain. Bilbo Baggins finds himself drawn reluctantly into a quest that will lead him across the continent--from Bree to Lake Evendim to the icy North and beyond--with a party of five dwarves searching for an artifact that will cure the ailing King Thrór.
Chapter Summary: Thorin's company travels north along the coast toward Himring: in which there are language lessons, cold weather, and the first sight of the sea.
( Thorin sat at the campfire, looking out at the sea as his party relaxed. Balin and Dwalin were smoking and swapping stories about their youth; Fíli was practicing his fiddle; Kíli was waxing his bow strings and complaining about the damp salt air for the hundredth time. Bilbo was using a pocketknife to pry open some mottled, purple-shelled things he had found--mussels, that was what he had called them. The tip of his tongue was sticking very slightly out of his mouth as he concentrated. )