Riddles in the Dark
After a very long break I finally found enough time to finish this episode. It took so long because partly my public and private life was had been extremely busy lately and partly I just lost motivation to add my own interpretation of the HOBBIT since the first movie is out now. Riddles in the Dark is one of the longest and most difficult episodes I've made so far, not at last because Bilbo must be invisible, his sword must glow in the dark and the water of the huge underground lake must look like water and not just like normal LEGO bricks.
Hope you enjoy!
About this creation
When Bilbo opened his eyes, he wondered if he had; for it was just as dark as with them shut. No one was anywhere near him. Just imagine his fright. He could hear nothing, see nothing, and he could feel nothing except the stone of the floor.
Suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel.
"What's this?! A ring!"
He put the ring in his pocket almost without thinking; certainly it did not seem of any particular use at the moment.
He could not think what to do, nor could he think what had happened, or why he had been left behind.
But in slapping all his pockets and feeling all round himself for matches his hand came on the hilt of his little sword- the little dagger that he got from the trolls, and that he had quite forgotten; nor fortunately had the goblins noticed it as he wore it inside his breeches.
Now he drew it out. It shone pale and dim before his eyes. "So it is an elvish blade, too," he thought "and goblins are not very near, and yet not far enough."
He trotted along with the little sword held in front of him and one hand feeling the wall and his heart all of a Patter and a pitter.
Suddenly without any warning he trotted splash into water! Ugh! it was icy cold.
"So there is a huge underground pool or lake..." he thought. He could not swim and fearfully he thought of nasty slimy things, with big bulging blind eyes, wriggling in the water.
deep down here by the dark water lived old Gollum, a small slimy creature. I don't know wher he came from, nor who or what he was.
He was Gollum - as dark as darkness, except for two big round pale eyes in his thin face.
He was watching Bilbo now from the distance. with his pale eyes like telescopes. Bilbo could not see him, but he was wondering a lot about Bilbo, for he could see that he was no goblin at all.
Gollum got into his boat and shot off from the island.
"Bless us and splash us, my precious! I guess it's a choice feast, at least a tasty morsel it'd make us, gollum!" And when he said gollum he made a horrible noise in his throat.
The hobbit jumped nearly out of his skin, when the hiss came to his ears, and he suddenly saw the pale eyes sticking out of him. "Who are you?" he said, thrusting his dagger in front of him.
"What iss it my preciouss?" whispered Gollum, for he was not really hungry at the moment, only curious.
"I am Mr. Bilbo Baggins. I have lost the dwarves and I don't know where I am; and I don't want to know, if only I can get away."
"It likes riddles, praps it does, does it? It must have a competition with us precious! If it asks us, and we doesn't answer then we show it the way out..."
"... But if precious asks, and it doesn't answer, we eats it, my preciousss!"
"Fair enough!" said Bilbo, not daring to disagree, and nearly bursting his brain to think of riddles that could save him from being eaten.
"You ask first," he said, because he had not had the time to think of a riddle. So Gollum hissed: "What has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees, up, up it goes, and yet never grows?"
"Easy! Mountain, I suppose."
"Thirty white horses on a red hill, first they champ, then they stamp, Then they stand still."
"Chestnuts, chestnuts," hissed Gollum. "Teeth! teeth! my preciousss; but we has only six!" Then he asked his second:
"It cannot be seen, cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills, on empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter."
Unfortunately for Gollum Bilbo had heard that sort of thing before, and the answer was all round him any way. "Dark!" he said.
"A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid."
Gollum hissed to himself, and did not aswer; he whispered and spluttered.
After some while Bilbo became impatient. "Well, what is it?" he said.
"Give us a chance; let it give us a chnace, my preciouss-ss-ss."
"Well," said Bilbo after giving him a long chance, "What about your guess?"
But suddenly Gollum remembered thieving from nests long ago, and sitting under the river bank teaching his grandmother to suck-
"Eggses!" he hissed. "Eggses it is!" Then he thought the time had come to ask something hard and horrible. This is what he said:
"This thing all things devours, Birds, beasts, trees, flowers. Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to metal; Slays king, ruins town; And beats high mountains down.
Poor Bilbo sat in the dark thinking of all horrible names of all the giants and ogres he had ever heard told of in tales, but not one of them had done all these things. He had a feeling that the answer was quite different, but he could not think of it.
He saw Gollum came closer and closer. "Is it nice my preciousss? Is it juicy? Is it scrumptiously crunchable?"
Bilbo got very frightened. He wanted to shout out: "Give me more time! Give me more time!" But all that came out with a sudden squeal was:
Bilbo was saved by pure luck. For that of course was the answer.
He was afraid that he could not think of any question with that nasty wet thing sitting next to him, and pawing and patting him.
"What have I got in my pocket?" he finally said aloud.
"Not fair! not fair!" he hissed. "It isn't fair, my precious, is it, to ask us what it's got in nassty little pocketses? S-s-s-s-s. It mus give us three guesses, my preciouss, three guesses."
Now Gollum was in a much worse state than when Bilbo had asked him the egg-question. He hissed and spluttered and rocked himself backwards and fowards, and slapped his feet on the floor, and wriggled and squirmed; but still he did not dore to waste his last guess.
"Come on! Time's up!"
"String or nothing!" shrieked Gollum.
"Both wrong," cried Bilbo very much relieved. After all that last question had not been a genuide riddle according to the ancient laws. "Well? What about your promise? I want to go. You must show me the way."
But Gollum was angry now and hungry. And he was a miserable wicked creature, and already had a plan. "It must wait, yes it must. We must go and get some things first, yes things to help us.
"My birthday present!" he whispered. That's what we wants now, yes, we wants it!"
"Quite safe, yesss. It won't see us and its nassty little sword will be useless, yes quite."
Bilbo waited, for he had no idea how to find his way out alone.
Suddenly he heard a sreech. It sent a shiver down his back.
"Where iss it? Where iss it?" Bilbo heard him crying.
"Losst it is, my preciouss, lost, lost! Curse us crush us, my precious is lost!"
Then suddenly out of the gloom came a sharp hiss. "What has it got in its pocketses?"
"What has it got in its nassty little pocketses, eh?" He was in his boat again paddling wildly back to the dark shore, such a rage and loss and suspicion was in his heart that no sword had any more terror for him.
Just in time Bilbo turned and ran blindly back up the dark passage from which he had come.
"What has it got in its pocketses?"
"What have I, I wonder?" said Bilbo to himself, as he panted and stumbled along.
He put his left hand in his pocket. The ring felt very cold as it quietly slipped on to his groping forefinger.
The hiss was now close behind him. Terrified he tried to run faster, but suddenly he struck his toes on a snag in the floor, and fell flat with his little sword under him.
In a moment Gollum was on him. But before Bilbo could do anything, Gollum passed by, taking no notice of him, cursing and whispering, as he ran.
Bilbo was surprised. What could it mean? Gollum could see in the dark.
"Curse the Baggins! It's gone! What has it got in its pocketses! Oh we guess, me precious. He's found it, yes he must have. My birthday present."
Suddenly Gollum sat down and began to weep, a whistling and gurgling sound horrible to listen to. He seemed to be having an argument with himself. "It doesn't know what the present can do, does it? It'll just keep it in its pocketses. It doesn't know, and it can't go far. It's lost itself, the nassty nosey thing. It doesn't know the way out. It said so."
"It said so yes, but it's tricksy. It doesn't say what it means. It won't say what it's got in its pocketses. It knows. It knows a way in, it must know a way out, yes. It's off to the back-door. To the bacl-door, that's it."
With a spring Gollum got up and started shambling off at a great pace. Bilbo hurried after him.
His head was in a whirl of hope and wonder. It seemed that the ring he had was a magic ring: it made you invisible!
On they went, Gollum flip-flapping ahead, hissing and cursing, Bilbo behind going as softly, as a hobbit can.
At last Gollum stopped by a low opening. "This is it. This is the way to the back-door, yes. Here's the passage!"
"But we dursn't go in, precious, no we dursn't. Goblinses down there. Lots of goblinses. we smells them. Sss! We must wait here, precious, wait a bit and see."
Bilbo almost stopped breathing. He was desperate. He must get away, out of this horrible darkness, while he had any strenght left.
He must fight. He must stab the foul thing, put its eyes out, kill it. It meant to kill him.
But then... A sudden understanding, a pity mixed with horror, welled up in Bilbo's heart. Gollum was miserable, alone, lost.
A glimpse of endless unmarked days without light or hope of betterment, hard stone, cold fish, sneaking and whispering. All these thoughts passed in a flash of a second.
And then quite suddenly in another flash of, as lifted by a new strenghth and resolve, he leaped straight over Gollum's head.
All at once there came a blood-curdling shriek, filled with hatred and despair. Gollum was defeated. "Thief, thief, thief! Baggins! We hates it, we hates it, we hates it forever!"
Scuttling as fast as his legs would carry him he turned the last corner...
...and came suddenly right into an open space, where the light, after all that time in the dark seemed dazzingly bright.
Bilbo blinked, and suddenly he saw the goblins. They were aroused, alert, ready for everything.
They saw him sooner than he saw them. Yes, they saw him. Whether it was an accident, or a last trick of the ring before it took a new master, it was not on his finger.
With yells of delight the goblins rushed.
A pang of fear and loss, like an echo of Gollum's misery, smote Bilbo. He struck his hands in his pockets and the ring slipped on his finger.
The goblins stopped short. "where is it?" they said.
"Find it" cried the captain angrily "And look out for the door!"
Whistles blew, armour clashed swords rattled, goblins cursed and swore and ran hither and thither, falling over one another getting very angry. There was a terrible outcry, to-do, and disturbance.
"I must get to the door, I must get to the door!"
The door was still ajar, but a goblin had pushed it nearly to. Bilbo tried to squeeze through the crack. He squeezed and squeezed, and he stuck! It was awful.
Suddenly one of the goblins inside shouted: "There is a shadow by the door. Something is outside."
Bilbo's heart jumped into his mouth. He gave a terrific squirm. Buttons burst off in all directions.
I believe I commented on this back when it first came out, but I recently read through your series again and remembered my first few months in the FotB. You were and still are a huge inspiration for me, and I just wanted to thank you for always commenting on my horrible picture quality original LotR MOCs. That's what motivated me most of all. Thank you.
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January 1, 2015
I love your interpretation in bricks on the hobbit! Great Job totally entertaining, I hope you uploaded more of these! :)
Quoting Stephan N
Ich muss noch mal etwas Fragen. Wie hast Du den Hobbit so durchsichtig bekommen ?
Ich habe immer zwei Fotos gemacht, einmal mit der Bilbo-Figur und einmal genau dasselbe ohne. Dann habe ich mithilfe von Photoshop das Bild mit der Figur auf das ohne gelegt und die Bilbo-Figur transparent gemacht. Den Rest der Ebene habe ich mit dem Radiergummiwerkzeug gelöscht.
Great job with portraying this chapter! What photo editing program do you use, GIMP? I'm thinking of doing a storyline for Avenbilst the Cunning, but I need a good photo editor. BTW, how did you make Bilbo invisible? Nice work!
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June 12, 2013
LOVE IT! I especially like the water and invisible effects!
Quite an accomplishment! In past episodes you have been gradually introducing photos that had been edited. It was good preparation for this! You must be a master at photoediting now! And the facial expressions were all perfect. Well Done! :)
*Jaw drops from sheer awesomeness* Wow Michael just wow. This was a great episode. One of the best so far. The effects were stunning especially the invisible Bilbo. I think that the glowing sword in this one looked a LOT cooler than Glamdring and Orcrist from the previous episode. You never cease to amaze me. I can't wait for the next one. (also Bilbo wasn't wearing his vest or his cloak when he fell but he is now. not that it makes much difference to me). Great job!