Description
Short. Extremely short, like a child. Brown, almost honey like curls. An untucked shirt and sleeping pants that ended just above unusual large, hairy feet. He was standing in front of a green door, still inside, his gaze wary and curious. I furrowed my brows. Why does this seem so familiar? Maybe two minutes went bye and then it clicked. The cold had finally griped my heart and gave a sharp tug. Shit. You've got to be kidding me? No worries, I got this. Swallowing a lump, I opened my mouth to reply, "Um...Hey...?". Yeah, I totally got this. -------------------------------- Lenora Davis wakes up only to find herself in the wonderful world of 'The Hobbit'. Definitely not how she expected to spend her time off. She finds herself having to make the most difficult decision that will effect all of Middle Earth; to let the current flow and run its natural course or to disrupt it and make her own? She's seen all the movies, she knows the plot, she knows the characters, and she most certainly knows the terrible tragedy that awaits our favorite company. What shall the ever lovely Lenora do?
Prologue
