For me, within the Shire, I don’t come across many tall folk or at least try not to. They are big and fill me fright with their horse beast. Tall folk always seem to like the ability to jump over my head. I know I’m short but don’t need a reminder of it like that, if you know what I mean.
However, my fear wasn’t always there about tall folk. There was a time when I was strolling along on the road with no care in the world and out of the blue there came a large fellowship upon these great beast. It would have been a marvelous sight if I wasn’t in the mist of it and fearing for my life of being trampled.
The sounds of them were like thunder striking down at the earth with a fierce rageand made me fall to my knees. Slumped over in a heap I finally heard the last hoof pass my head. The tall folk were long gone by the time I got back to my feet. That day stuck with me ever since and I still shutter when I see one jump over my head.
I don’t have any hard feelings towards any tall folk so don’t get me wrong, I just have a strong fear of people using me as a hurdle to test their jumping abilities on…
I feel sad I just noticed my last journal post was the spring letter/festival and I have yet to post the rest well then I will have to correct this soon. The next post I will make will have to be the next part of the journal now i just need to start getting artsy again >.> and actually draw the pic for that part ^^; my hobbit laziness is showing a bit there