Endotherm {Thorin/Hobbit}

Endotherm {Thorin/Hobbit}

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"The world was young, the mountains green,
No stain yet on the Moon was seen,
No words were laid on stream or stone
When Durin woke and walked alone.
He named the nameless hills and dells;
He drank from yet untasted wells;
He stooped and looked in Mirrormere,
And saw a crown of stars appear."

You could say Endor Baggins's life was the complete opposite of her uncle Bilbo's.  Having grown up as the proper hobbit, with no "trouble in an adventurous spirit," she was highly praised by strangers and hobbits alike.  That is, until her father and mother died in a tragic incident.  The Shirefolk would forever blame shock for Endor's dramatic change, although she remembers the shift as the revelation of her true character.

    Indeed, whereas Bilbo transformed from adventurous to reserved, Endor moved from conservative to travel-frenzied.  And her little brother of three years, Frodo, had no tether on her actions.  After all, Bilbo was there to look after her sibling as she travelled the West for months at a time.
    
     With this change in spirit, it came as no surprise when she demanded to accompany her uncle in his visit to Erebor, thirty-three years after his departure from the Company.  After all, it had been Bilbo whom she idolized: her courageous uncle who reclaimed a mountain from a dragon with a rogue band of dwarves.  This was a simple visit to a distant land, yet the journey made a second hobbit into legend.

     And thus, her story begins when she took her first true step, from the Shire to the Lonely Mountain, hobbits to dwarves, past to future, and loneliness to love.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters in this story other than Endor Baggins, nor do I own the settings.  These rights are reserved to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson.  I don't own the media I post, as they belong to their respective owners.  I do not own the cover picture; it belongs to its respective owner(s).  I don't own the "Song of Durin" lyrics above; they belong to Tolkien.

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