A couple nights ago.
I was a part of a arctic tribe and had to climb a mountain, At the top it was a nice starry grove, however I wouldn't spend much of my time there. It somehow came to my awareness that me and my childhood friend (now at the mountain too) had to go save Bilbo and Sam from frostbite. So descended the mountain --- no recollection --- Eventually we made it down, at which point my friend was like 8 foot and possibly a different person?. Anyways we went to the hut where the hobbits were freezing and found a dead gollum. Thankfully the hobbits were still alive but unconcious in a box of hay. So we carried them to a frozen lake where the tribe was waiting. They gave them some magic juice _________ I wake up.