あなた are walking によって yourself to the Prancing ポニー when someone bumps into you. あなた twisted your ankle and fell, the fall was much harder than あなた thought it would be. A strong hand assists you. あなた take it and look into the eyes of the stranger. "Do あなた need help walking?" he asks. "Yes. Would あなた mind helping me?" He puts an arm around your waist and takes あなた to the inn. When あなた get there he rests あなた in a chair and elevates your leg. "Is it broken?" あなた ask, a little nervous that a stranger is helping you. "No, but maybe sprained." He puts some cloth on your ankle and tightens it for...
All that is ゴールド does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached によって the frost. From the ashes a 火災, 火 shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be Blade that was Broken, The crownless again shall be king. — Bilbo's poem about Aragorn