"Far over the misty mountains cold to dungeons deep and caverns old the pines were roaring on the height. The winds were moaning in the night. The fire was red, it flaming spread; The trees like torches blazed with light." - J.R.R. Tolkien. (Hiatus)
Pardon me while I go sob and wait for the Hobbit to come out.
Can I be Rosie?? PLEASE SAM, MARRY ME!!!!