The future is treacherous and it is not always possible to foresee what it would bring, even with the keen vision of the Sightless Eye.
And as I sit here, I ponder what strange-eyed constellation would reign the sky, were I to be cast into the unknown and perilous future.
And where then will be those whom I once called friends? And where then shall be the one I loved?
What strange creatures would be beside me, and what strange tongue would my ears hear?
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
- Bilbo Baggins ( Lord of the Rings-Fellowship of the Ring)
