No curse like this of mine! King of the Dead Bound under oath to dwell in darkened halls Under the stony mounts where tunnels led From Dimholt to where
Roads go ever ever onOver rock and under treeBy caves where never sun has shoneBy streams that never find the seaOver snow by winter sownAnd through the merry flowers of
Those of you that follow An Unexpected Vidcast may have seen that Pashbo Proudfeet has been following in Frodo Baggins footsteps on a day by day basis. Book one of