merry talks to kids in ithilien like ‘and remember: you’re NEVER too small to fight an unspeakable ancient eldritch horror’ and eowyn says ‘he’s right you’re not’ and faramir’s like PLEASE don’t
merry, a freakishly tall hobbit, says the same to anyone in the shire who will listen and they’re all like ‘that doesn’t sound right but i don’t know enough about unspeakable ancient eldritch horrors to dispute it’
several small hobbit children come to the conclusion that the most unspeakable ancient eldritch horror around is that really big newt that lives in the pond by the Party Field and hijinks ensue
baby hobbit, fumbling with a newt: this is JUST like when mr merry fought the witch king
merry: correct! the witch king of angmar was naught but a wriggling newt unto mine brave and heroic eye!
sam: i wasn’t there but i can guarantee that’s not how it happened
