1. The Old Dorwinion
"Promise me something?"
The wizard turns a baleful gaze on him and he regrets his words.
"Promise you something? A wizard never promises anything, Gerontius."
Something glows in that gaze- something at once bright and brilliant and terrible…
…but the old Hobbit matches it.
"Even to a friend?"
Eventually, the silence breaks.
"At least, not things he cannot deliver."
The Old Took nods, satisfied.
"Would you like a drink, Gandalf? I have a South-Farthing maturing in the cellar?"
Gandalf shakes his head.
"Given time that will be perfect- but the Dorwinion will suffice for now."
"You're the wizard…"