At the end of the 3rd age, when 1000 years of peaceful isolation threatened
to end for our ancient homeland (called in those days "Shire"), my
great-great grandfather (thrice removed), Peregrin Took passed down the story
through family history of his great journey with the reluctant ring master
Frodo Baggins. For all the Hobbits in the diaspora since those heroic days,
the story has been considered more legend than fact.

I decided to visit the ancient garden of Galadril and see for myself if the
old words were true, and there I found, hidden under a light in a beautiful
garden, a treasured memory of Frodo's Dream. Although the garden had been
carefully tended since the time of Frodo and Sam, and even though the secret
spot was now wreathed in ornamental lights for the winter celebration (and
with equipment placed but inches away), the ancient artifacts were intact and
had no evidence of having been visited since the days of yore. I carefully
returned the treasure to it's place, just a few scant feet from the well
traveled path, thinking that it was surely of elvin workmanship, being the
most beautiful of all the old images I have collected.

It appears that the stories of old contained in the Red Book are true.
-----------------