Keith DaCosta

There once was a journey that started with four.

The hobbits traveled from the Shire to Bree and added one more.

These hobbits were trying to deliver an evil ring and they never expected to meet a lost king.

His name was Aragorn, son of Arathorn. He was not just an ordinary rider for he was a ranger who was also known as Strider. He is heir to the throne of the land with white stone and would help Frodo until the end.

Aragorn honestly tried to be a good guide but Frodo got stabbed anyway, these five brave souls were truly not having a very good day.

After a long night of hell the five companions barely made it to Rivendell

There a large council was held to decide the fate of the ring. After a long discussion they finally decided what to do with the thing.

Thus became the Fellowship, there were now nine on this dangerous trip.

After discussion the group traveled to the mines of Moria which had a hard rock floor, but the only way in is getting past a giant door.

After opening the door and fighting a beast in they went and were expecting a feast, but as it turned out everyone was dead so they all got mad and killed orcs instead.

But at the Bridge of kazadum Gandalf and the Balrog fell down and went boom but the Fellowship traveled on.

To Lothlorien they decided to head, where each individual had their mind read. They were all offered fabulous things but luckily no one forgot about Sauron and the rings.

To the river they decided to go, they all just loved the natural flow. On the water they were suddenly attacked, by a creature covered in black. When the fight was over they all said “Wow Legolas, you sure showed that beast” and Legolas replied “Eh, it was the least.”

From the river the fellowship moved to Amen Hen, where they were forced to make a hard choice again. Should the fellowship stay together or separate? Perhaps they should leave this all up to fate.