.:WarmLove:.He couldn't take it anymore. He shut the door closed quietly behind him; he knew that they wouldn't notice too soon. Just late enough that he could go there and be back, if he could force himself to do so. He shuffled through the white snow in his backyard. It still fell from the sky. He took a breath and watched as the foggy picture left his mouth and disappeared into the air above. He took a few steps, the snow leaked into his warm shoes. He shivered but ignored it. He had to go, had to.
As he put his hands on the cold fence he looked out over the quiet streets, car lights fleeting by every now and then. He pushed his body up, arms straight, and with his strength he lifted himself quickly and gently over the fence. He landed in the snow and shivered again. He'd never admit it, he never did, but he was cold. He put his hands in his pockets and flipped his dark brown hair so it wasn't in his eyes. He walked down the little hill and as time passed he pressed a button to cross the street
The Hobbit, TempiA Hobbit . A creature made up from created by J.R.R Tolkien.
Wears bright colors, small, dislikes "big people", has a round belly, live in tunnels, neat and clean, likes nature, music, tea, smart, nobles, friendly, generous, Like company, a little short tempered but also very patient, organized, giver, likes presents, polite, pointy ears, smiles, lives long.
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Young and fierce but shy and small this hobbit loved to venture off into the unknown. She had bouncy red braids, green overalls, and a splatter of freckles. Tempi, they called her, but her name was Temperance. She lives in a whole in the ground (as started) next to trees and wild flowers. Curious, Tempi one day crawled and poked her shining sea, blue eyes from the hole. Like a rabbit, swift and quiet, she hopped to a tree and peeked from its side. Tempi had always been told, to never, ever leave the cozy hole alone.
With her wondering sea eyes she scanne