Charlotte, 19, England. :)
* The road goes ever on and on, down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the road has gone, and I must follow if I can.
* Sherlock, Harry Potter and Tolkien are my bros
“I mean Gimli, Gloin’s son here.” Gimli bowed low, and the axe slipped from his belt and clattered on the ground. ”Hoom, hm! Ah now,” said Treebeard, looking dark-eyed at him. “A dwarf and an axe-bearer! Hoom! I have good will to Elves, but you ask much. This is a strange friendship!” “Strange it may seem,” said Legolas; “but while Gimli lives I shall not come to Fangorn alone.”