A long-expected party
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, not 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.
It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and a lots and lots of padded stools - the hobbit was fond of visitors.
But even more he was fond of good TV shows. An exciting adventure on the TV screen - what could be better? An exciting adventure on the TV screen watched together with friends or casual visitors, of course. And the most exiting story - from hobbits point of view - should be about a man looking for someone to share in an adventure. A story, where one promised to an other that it could be dangerous. A story, where one cannot guarantee safety of another, but is responsible for his fate. A story where one sometimes didn’t even think an other was human. A story about hoping for a miracle and about faking the death. A long-expected story.
It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and a lots and lots of padded stools - the hobbit was fond of visitors.
But even more he was fond of good TV shows. An exciting adventure on the TV screen - what could be better? An exciting adventure on the TV screen watched together with friends or casual visitors, of course. And the most exiting story - from hobbits point of view - should be about a man looking for someone to share in an adventure. A story, where one promised to an other that it could be dangerous. A story, where one cannot guarantee safety of another, but is responsible for his fate. A story where one sometimes didn’t even think an other was human. A story about hoping for a miracle and about faking the death. A long-expected story.