A stressed-looking Harfoot—not a Halfling, she insisted, they were Harfoots —was frantically tapping a cracked slate. “It’s not here!” she wailed. “I’ve searched In the Shire . I’ve searched In the Mines of Moria . I’ve even searched In the Bathroom of the Prancing Pony (don’t ask). Where is Season 2?”
Arthur Pendelton, a retired librarian with a soul as dry as the cracked leather of his favorite armchair, had not intended to spend his Tuesday night waging war against the Amazon Prime Video interface. He had intended to watch a documentary on peat bogs. But his grandson, Leo, had called. Searching for- the rings of power season 2 in-A...
So Arthur, dutiful grandfather, typed into the search bar: The Rings of Power Season 2 . I’ve searched In the Mines of Moria
He pressed .
“Not all who wander are lost. But you, Arthur, are certainly misplaced.” He had intended to watch a documentary on peat bogs