Meaning ‘Hill of Wind’, this ring of ruins was once a great watchtower that surveyed the surrounding lowlands.
Strider chooses this ancient hill as a base for their night camp. While the Hobbits rest he scouts the surroundings, sensing that danger is near.
This is a collection of my writing and correspondence with a few bits of poetry and random thoughts mixed in. I started this blog after learning that some of my letters had an uplifting quality. In the pages of this blog you will find my real life trials and tribulations, the nature of what I think is truth, and the dust and grit of my real life.
Wednesday, July 6, 2022
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