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A fate worse than an empty belly?

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A horror befell the Shire last weekend when half of it voted Xobin for May King in order to facilitate free pie for themselves!

It mightn't have been as awful, but they made me the accompanying Queen!

HOW? AND WHAT'S MORE, WHY? Now I must put up with him.

Tis only a year, I tell myself... It'll go by in a blur.

Except it won't, will it?

A rest under watchful eyes

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It feels good to get off my feet after a long day's walk! The dwellings since we left Bree seem to be getting more and more broken-down - the next place we stop will probably be little more than the outline of a room - but at least our tents are holding up!

The forest was beautiful! And dangerous...

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Our new friends warned us that the forest was dangerous, and offered to guide us though. Funny though, I didn't see any of the trolls or bears they told us about! Guess we got lucky!

We lost a Dobb...but found some friends!

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We *think* Dobb got up early to scout ahead while the rest of us did normal things like wake up and find breakfast...hey, did he leave the map with anyone? These kind tall folk brought us to safety and we shared a meal with them!

Murder most fowl!

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Bull- Bull- Bullroarer!

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Tis the month we celebrate Bullroarer Took annually, and with it comes a new tune penned for The Bullroarers' performance at Bullroarer Took Day. It goes summat like this:

The Map-Man

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A screenie of a very SELFISH man, who refused to share his maps with us EVEN AFTER we accidently knocked a few cups over his precious books! Some people, honestly!

A Tween in Trouble: Letter to Ma Doffin

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A hastily scribbled letter all the way from Bree arrives at the Doffin Family Burrow, Michel Delving.

Dear Ma Doffin,

S'not me, I swear it!

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Who in here is wailing?

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