Sitting upstairs in her room a young girl is sitting on her bed a duvet gently wrapping around her body. There was a chair in the corner of the room where her older brother sat. The chair was antique and worn, squeaking every time the boy moved. Their mother sat on the edge of the girl’s bed reading The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien written in small print on the spine. A version of the novel that wore a drawing of all the round hobbit doors in the Shire on the cover.
Her mother began describing Rivendell with its giant cliff-sides adorned by waterfalls and lush vegetation. She continued to describe the stone buildings created with great mastery. The moon shone brightly through the girl’s window illuminating the room coldly attracting her eyes. As she stared at the moon her mind began to muse about how she would explore Rivendell, she would climb onto the pine trees and attempt to drink from the flowing water. The girl would play with her family by the Bruinen River, splashing her brother and skipping rocks along the surface.
The arduous journey through the Misty Mountains began, their mother described the foggy and unfriendly cold. The protagonist finds himself in a maze of caves with jagged edges leaving the children with shivers of fear. Becoming increasingly uncomfortable by himself in the corner the boy jumps onto the bed when the novel describes the disfigured nature of the slimy creature named Gollum. The mother finishes the chapter early seeing the children’s fear. After saying their goodnights the mother and young boy left. The young girl being left in a dark room with eyes wide open in fear. She was terrified that Gollum had been living in her closet and fell asleep, motionless. From then on, whenever she The Hobbit read to her, she believed that Gollum was listening from her wardrobe.